And a short bit explaining how this gorgeous performance was recovered.
Bowie. “Jean Genie”. Not seen since 1973.
Don’t know about you, but I don’t need any other gifts for the holidays.
I did one particular song, can’t remember what it was now but I had a strange kind of string knitted costume made with three hands on. Two of them on my chest, looking like I was being gripped from the back … And a third one on my crotch. I nearly started a riot with the Americans. They said: “Oh we can’t show that, that’s subversive.” We went through hell, so I had to take the hand of my crotch. And then of course they didn’t like the black pouch piece that was down there, that the hand was stitched to … so I had to change all that. So, like the “Diamond Dogs” thing that they airbrushed the dick off, I was having more erasure problems. It followed me all through the Seventies. It’s funny that I can remember the costume and not the song, totally indicative of what the time was like.
|—||David Bowie (2002)|