The “Isolar” tour hit New York like a lightning bolt. Bowie came on stage in that elegant waistcoat and slicked-back hair — the Thin White Duke era in full force.
His version of Station to Station opened the show and it was hypnotic — white lights flashing like a train speeding through the dark.
The whole night felt tense, theatrical, and absolutely magnetic. I still remember the dry ice drifting across the stage as Word on a Wing echoed through the hall.
Submitted by Sam Cocker
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