Absolute Bowie

Hanker after your Bowie in the days of short white kimonos and undisguised sexual chemistry with electric guitarists, or in thin white duke mode, purveyor of androgynous funk soul? Either way, Absolute Bowie is your man: he’s got the moves, the charisma, the expressions and some fabulous costumes to boot. The audience, as hot as they were enthusiastic, were taken back to decades some might swear they’d forgotten as the Bowie back catalogue was mined, and if rather more gentile than perhaps they once were, onboard rather than rocking out, their pleasure was undimmed. The next best thing.

21 August, Concorde 2
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Shelley Wilson and Pete Langman