One of the more thoughtful assessments of an album that met with almost universal derision in 1974 both in terms of the presentation (pipping the Stones’ Guy Peellaert cover for “It’s Only Rock ‘n Roll” to the post) and the “raw” sound. Though I concede it’s not one of Bowie’s best, Diamond Dogs retains a powerful allure that his other 70s albums somehow don’t engender. Few, if any, DB aficionados will know that DB was cited in a chum’s academic review.
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