Everything good you've heard about Bowie's The Next Day is true. It's a fabulous album and has been in frequent rotation in this household. No filler at all, not even the three bonus tracks. It sounds as if Bowie realised he'd written enough great songs to require realising them in concrete terms and got the right people in do so - especially ace producer Tony Visconti. (Though I suppose in a perfect world Robert Fripp would have been coaxed on board. Mind you, David Torn cuts it up a bit on screaming rock guitar in places - at least, I assume it's him.)
In total, think the Berlin trilogy with the pop-rock sensibilities of Man Who Sold The World. And the voice sounds as youthful as ever, except when he chooses not to.
And on a completely different note, I discovered today that Elvis (the king, Costello) is releasing an album mid-September recorded with hip-hop luminaries The Roots - gasp. Can't wait.
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