The blue eyes … bright, BRIGHT blue eyes … and the song attracted me at first glance.
This is perhaps one of the best David Bowie songs that I’ve ever heard … recorded in 1998, but never released. Written by Dylan.
While out at school in California, I got to see David Bowie at the Cow Palace in San Francisco. It was 1976. Got my tickets from the Army MWR Center. 8th row from the stage! Whether luck or whatnot, what great seats. I don’t remember the cost of the tickets, but didn’t have a lot of money back then. Was just an E-3/Private First Class. Whatever I paid was a pittance … so my luck, or David Bowie’s generosity to the military, was much appreciated.
Tryin’ To Get To Heaven (Dylan): this song was featured only on a promotional CD for an upcoming album ‘Hours’ … but did not make it to the final album. The track was released online by a Catalan radio station.
It appears that back in 1998, Dylan had just released the song on his own new album. Bowie loved it and recorded it. Whatever Bowie’s intent with the song was, at least we got to hear it.
A strange but thematically related song is Bowie’s ‘Death’ from a few years earlier, 1995.
Listen to these songs several times and it makes you feel too damned introspective. So let’s remember David Bowie for the ever changing creative creature that he was … from his very beginning.
BTW — Am feeling healthy and just plain super. These songs are just songs. Nothing more.
1976 – Monterey, California – My roommate was a huge Marshall Tucker Band fan. He was from Mississippi. His mom was always sending him boxes of ‘Mississippi Mud Cakes’ … a kind of really rich chocolate brownie with nuts and stuff. He didn’t care for them. I was the beneficiary of good music AND some of the best brownies in the world … plus my dorm room looked out over the Monterey Bay.
Back from December 1975 to January 1977, I was a student at the Defense Language Institute, Department of Defense, studying Czech and Slovak. My roomie was a Russian language student. We both arrived about the same time. Was a good year or so living the life out in California. Lots of folks may speak bad about California but there is a reason that so many people love the place once they go out there.
I never ever made it back to California to live. In summer of 1981 I did get the chance to go to Smith College, a school for women in Long Beach. Was a glorious summer. There weren’t any women at the college during summer … so the 6th Army rented its dorms for living space. I could walk to the beach from my dorm. Nice. During the weekdays we would be bused to an Army base where we ‘refreshed’ our foreign language skills using transcendental meditation, or a form thereof, called ‘Super Learning‘. We were the guinea pigs. Great results! Our class had a colonel that sat in and monitored the class. His mission was to report back whether ‘Super Learning’ was of benefit to learning and expanding foreign language knowledge. It was, but my assumption is that his report said otherwise. He was not comfortable with us zoning out in order to zone in.