Making love with his ego…

It wasn’t until I was in university that I knew the line was “making love with his ego.” For years, I thought it was something else. But I digress.

There are innumerable versions of Bowie performing what is, in my opinion — the only opinion for the purpose of this blog that even counts — the greatest rock song of all time. Maybe the greatest of all songs ever written, with the possible exception of Frank Martin’s Mass For Double Choir (but only when interpreted by The Sixteen). But, again, I digress.

What makes this video unique is that it’s shot from the cheap seats. Obviously pirated, obviously adored by a fan who uploaded it proudly to YouTube (for nearly 15,000 other people to enjoy and at least one other person — me — to gleefully add it to her own blog). It also captures that moment, at the end of a Bowie show, when you’re exhausted — just from watching, fixated on the stage, screaming and singing along to every song — and he comes back, for the encore, to sing IT: The Greatest Rock Song Of All Time.

When the chorus hits, literally tens of thousands of people in one large, cramped room sing along at the top of their lungs. It’s an extraordinarily wonderful experience.

It pains me to think it will probably never happen again. I am grateful, however, that it’s a memory, a cherished one I have.