This album first and foremost shows what an album can really be, not just a collection of songs, but a piece of art in it’s own right. In one fell swoop, David Bowie gives birth to, lives through and kills, a musician far more interesting and charismatic than most real life musicians could ever hope to be. That would be extraordinary enough, but he also provides his character with more killer tracks than many songwriters manage in their entire careers. Ziggy played guitar. Yes he fucking did.