When Bowie Asks You to Dance, You Dance!
I can feel Bowie’s imaginary tongue slither all over my senses as he ordered me to put on my red shoes and dance.
I couldn’t really tell how he does it but when he sings, he sounds like he’s dragging this sexy serpent out of his music box through his half opened mouth. Then in some unexplained behavior, like a pull of a magnet, you automatically groove to his tune like this is the only chance you can connect to him. So you wriggle gracefully like the serpent while his serpentine tongue makes its way around your body. Before you know it, you had the best dance of your life and it doesn’t have to be horizontally.