When Jagger Did Bowie

Lou with Mick & Bowie

Today, the New York Daily News had a full- page spread regarding the sexual dalliance between Mick J and David B. Ah, those halcyon glitter-rock days, when you could fuck whomever and whatever you wanted! And, often, whom you didn't want as well! It was all a bit hedonistic, I suppose, but only in retrospect. I mean, my motto at that time was, "If you can't eat it, wear it or fuck it, forget it!" (There's still a certain wisdom to that philosophy, I must admit.)

Bale & Goldmine director Haynes

Ever see director Todd (Mary) Haynes' movie, Velvet Goldmine? It was about the glitter rock era and its crazy bisexuality, unisexuality and ambisexuality. Ewan McGregor (as a Bowie-like rock star) had a hot make-out scene with Christian Bale (holy batshit, Batman!), showing off his wanker as he is so oft proud to do. Rumor has it that that make-out session went on after the filming ceased. Love to see those outtakes!

Miss M was discovered with Jagger and Bowie in a closet during a party in those glam-rock days. (Imagine the blow at that one!) Christopher Andersen's 1993 book, Jagger Unauthorized, said Bette enjoyed an impromptu threesome with the two men. Only so much you can do vertically, I say, although Bette is a recognized multi-talent. (On your knees is still vertical, right?) Guess she didn't mind being their beast of burden. Or a Bette noire at the party, for that matter.

The Daily News article is all abuzz about the new tell-all book about Mick, detailing the above relationship with Mr Bowie. It's title? “Mick: The Wild Life and Mad Genius of Jagger."  Its author? Christopher Andersen. Obsess and recycle much?

Ziggy, in spandex and gold body paint, hugged Mick when Jagger paid him a backstage visit in the spring of 1973. When Bowie and his companion Scott (SCOTT?!) were invited to a Stones concert a few months later, Mick not only paid for the couple’s hotel room but sent along roses and champagne with a note signed “Love, Mick,” writes the author. Bowie made no effort to conceal the fact that both he and his wife were bisexual and often shared partners.

The UK's Daily Mail quotes the book as saying : 'Bowie and Jagger were soon spotted everywhere together without their wives... hanging out at the London disco Tramp, yelling and stomping their approval at a Diana Ross concert, or just cuddling up together on a hotel room couch,' Andersen writes.  

Well, of course they went to see Miss Ross! How else can gay romance freely bloom? 

'Bowie also took Mick to gay films.'  Shock! I mean, they were already fucking, right? (Although who was zooming whom is what I'd really like to know!)

Well, at least I was heartened to discover that when Angie, David's wife at the time, discovered the two rock stars in bed, she decided to serve them coffee. "No, don't get up," I can hear her cooing.  What happened to the sharing? Spread the love and the legs!

It's no wonder Jagger wrote a song devoted to Angie.  Coffee in bed! And who knows what else Angie had to serve up hot that day!