“People stared at the makeup on his face,” sang Bowie, in “Lady Stardust." “Laughed at his long black hair, his animal grace/The boy in the bright blue jeans/Jumped up on the stage/And ...

You’re face… to face… with the man who sold the world! It’s an eerie, jarring lyric. One befitting the Halloween season. Terrorizing and horrifying. But what ...

Overstatement? Not for me. The news that Bowie had died left me breathless. “How could he be dead?” I thought. “He had a new album out, which was sitting right there on my desk. He had just ...