I felt bad I hadn't heard this one either, but it's Bowie's /fourteenth/ studio album. Lotta ground to cover.
This's a swing back towards soul-flecked pop after the Berlin trilogy, with some of that same Eno-y crunch (though Eno wasn't actually involved) and that same (actual) Robert Fripp guitarwork, and I say pop only out of contrast because there's more melodicism and backbeats and all: this is still weird, full of future terror and gritty resentment and glitchy texture. There's actually a tremendous amount to like in the details, even if the memorable moments (title track, Ashes to Ashes) are scarce. Understated, solid, solidly second-tier Bowie 3.5/5
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