David Bowie - Aladdin Sane
EMI  (1999)
General Rock, Rock

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CD    10 tracks  (40:58) 
   01   Watch That Man       New York       04:24
   02   Aladdin Sane       R.H.M.S. Ellinis       05:07
   03   Drive-In Saturday       Seattle-Phoenix       04:27
   04   Panic In Detroit       Detroit       04:22
   05   Cracked Actor       Los Angeles       02:57
   06   Time       New Orleans       05:12
   07   Prettiest Star       Gloucester Road       03:26
   08   Lets Spend The Night Together             03:05
   09   Jean Genie       Detroit and New York       04:06
   10   Lady Grinning Soul       London       03:52
Date de sortie originale 13/04/1973
Numéro Cat. CDEMC 3579
Audio Stereo
User Defined
Reference No B-00049
Parolier David Bowie; Keith Richards; Mick Jagger
Review by Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Ziggy Stardust wrote the blueprint for David Bowie's hard-rocking glam, and Aladdin Sane essentially follows the pattern, for both better and worse. A lighter affair than Ziggy Stardust, Aladdin Sane is actually a stranger album than its predecessor, buoyed by bizarre lounge-jazz flourishes from pianist Mick Garson and a handful of winding, vaguely experimental songs. Bowie abandons his futuristic obsessions to concentrate on the detached cool of New York and London hipsters, as on the compressed rockers "Watch That Man," "Cracked Actor," and "The Jean Genie." Bowie follows the hard stuff with the jazzy, dissonant sprawls of "Lady Grinning Soul," "Aladdin Sane," and "Time," all of which manage to be both campy and avant-garde simultaneously, while the sweepingly cinematic "Drive-In Saturday" is a soaring fusion of sci-fi doo wop and melodramatic teenage glam. He lets his paranoia slip through in the clenched rhythms of "Panic in Detroit," as well as on his oddly clueless cover of "Let's Spend the Night Together." For all the pleasures on Aladdin Sane, there's no distinctive sound or theme to make the album cohesive; it's Bowie riding the wake of Ziggy Stardust, which means there's a wealth of classic material here, but not enough focus to make the album itself a classic.