Bowie: The Biography
Ziggy Stardust, Aladdin Sane, the Thin White Duke. Gender Bender. Rebel. Songwriter. Fashion Icon. Rock God. One of the most influential creative artists of his generation, David Bowie morphed from one glittering incarnation to the next over the course of five decades—an enduring superstar who remained endlessly enigmatic and always ahead of his time. Discover the man behind the myth in this intimate and in-depth biography—featuring a full-color sixteen-page photo insert.
David Bowie passed away after an eighteen-month battle with cancer on January 10, 2016. Few knew of his illness, and Bowie flawlessly orchestrated his last goodbye with the release of his final (and some say best) album, Blackstar, featuring the haunting song “Lazarus,” and its accompanying video, a farewell message to his millions of fans. Throughout his iconic career that included such hits as “Let’s Dance,” “Space Oddity,” “Heroes,” “Modern Love,” and “Life on Mars,” Bowie managed to retain his Hollywood star mystique.
Through in-depth interviews with those who knew him best, New York Times bestselling author Wendy Leigh reveals the man behind Bowie’s myriad images—up to and including his role as stay-at-home dad, happily monogamous in his quarter-of-a-century-plus marriage to supermodel Iman. In this “sizzling” (Radar Online) new biography, Leigh brings fresh insights to Bowie’s battles with addiction; his insatiable sex life—from self-avowed gay to bisexual to resolutely heterosexual—and countless conquests; his childhood in a working-class London neighborhood and the troubling family influences that fueled his relentless pursuit of success; and much more. This exploration of an artist beloved by so many reveals the man at the center of the mythos.
here at David’s wedding to Iman, there isn’t the slightest whiff of the cross-dresser, the chameleon, or the unconventional about him. He is dashing in his Thierry Mugler black tie and tails, with Iman breathtakingly beautiful by his side. The only sign that David isn’t a five-times-married Beverly Hills billionaire banker or a dissolute Russian oligarch pledging his troth in a romantic, opulent wedding ceremony is the diamond stud in his left ear, and his openhearted love for his wife, his joy
where their nearest neighbors in Vevey were Charlie Chaplin, his wife, Oona, and their brood of eight children. But though the house, named Clos de Mésanges, was idyllic, and though Angie set about furnishing it exquisitely, David hated it on sight. Nonetheless, still with Coco, his ever-present companion/nanny, constantly by his side, he spent some time there, while Angie, dispirited, went back to London, where she carried on her whirlwind drug-driven party existence without him, becoming more
it the most convincing place to write. I could never write in a comfortable atmosphere. It would be ludicrous.” Brian Eno would prove to be one of the most important of David’s collaborators ever. Until 1976, they had only met sporadically. Roxy Music had appeared with Ziggy and the Spiders from Mars at their show at the Rainbow, but David and Eno only really bonded after one of the Station to Station shows at London’s Wembley Stadium, when they talked for hours and conceived the idea of Eno
manifestation of the schizophrenia from which her sisters Una, Nora, and Vivienne also all suffered. For as much as David might try and joke about it, cracking of his family, “Most of them are nutty—just out of, or going into an institution,” the reality was dark and serious. In September 1950, Una was sent to a mental hospital, Park Prewett, where she was diagnosed as a schizophrenic. She was thereafter subjected to archaic treatments for the condition, and died in her thirties. Vivienne
David Bowie live, I was just your normal, dysfunctional, rebellious teenager from the Midwest, and he has truly changed my life. “I’ve always had a sentimental attachment to David Bowie, not just because I grew up with his music, but it’s because it was the first rock concert that I ever saw and it was a major event in my life. I planned for months to go and see it. “I was fifteen years old, it was the end of the school year, and leading up to the week of the show, I begged my father and he