1001 Albums: Station To Station

#351

Album: Station To Station

Artist: David Bowie

Year: 1976

Length: 37:54

Genre: Art Rock / Funk / R&B

“One of these nights I may just jump down that rainbow way
Be with my baby, then we’ll spend some time together
So hologramic, oh my TVC one five
My baby’s in there someplace, love’s rating in the sky
So hologramic, oh my TVC one five”

TVC 15

Picture this:

The year is 2691. You’ve woken up after a weekend of futuristic fun, maybe taking a walk through the star paths or hanging with your girlfriend on a romantic outing at the Galaxy Way, the fancy restaurant that sits under the swirling beauty of the Milky Way, flowing above you as you chow down on steaks made of fake meat (since cows have probably gone extinct by this time). It was a good weekend, but even though it is now Monday, you are excited.

You’ve been looking forward to school all weekend. This Monday, your favourite teacher, Mr. Rufus, has a special presentation for your history of music class. You wake up with a spring in your step that morning, munch down on your toasty toast and put on your neon orange boots and tunic and neon blue tights, and head to school, head held high. It’s a beautiful day in San Dimas and nothing can dampen it, not when you’re this excited about the special presentation Mr. Rufus has prepared.

You meet your best friend, Glabor, on the way and you both excitedly talk about what might happen during the presentation. Mr. Rufus has done some extraordinary things, especially with the help of his time machine, and has brought some most excellent guests to the classroom to discuss music. Just the other week you got to see Pampin Pompani, the greatest musician from 2345, perform in front of you, live in the flesh, something you never thought you’d ever get to witness. Who will it be today? Who will Mr. Rufus’ special guests be?

You check your watch and see it is time to head to class, you want to get there early and grab a good seat. It feels like going to a concert, even if it is just school. You and Glabor arrive promptly and see you are not the only ones who wanted to get there early to nab themselves front row seating to Mr. Rufus’ presentation. No matter, every seat in the class is technically a good seat, you’ll be happy regardless. You and Glabor grab some seats in the second row and sit anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mr. Rufus. You just know he’ll do a grand entrace with his time machine again.

Time passes and you wait, when suddenly the lights flicker. You know it’s coming. Excitedly you stare at the middle of the room, dawning your blue and red safety goggles, where Mr. Rufus will soon appear. Wind starts to blow all around you and sparks fly, when suddenly a large burst of light flashes, brightening the room, and a large Phone Booth appears. The door opens and Mr. Rufus walks out. You clap. You always clap and cheer. No matter how many times you see this happen, it’s still just as thrilling as the first.

Mr. Rufus looks around and welcomes you all to another class on musical history, today continuing the study on physical acoustic reverberation. With him today he has some very special and important guests. You crane your neck, hoping to see into the Phone Booth to see who is there. One by one these non-bogus guests step out as Mr. Rufus introduces them. First an amicable Thomas Edison, followed by a confused yet courteous Johann Sebastian Bach. He bows and the entire class bows in respect. Right behind him a man with sunglasses, a leather jacket and long curly, black hair, slowly steps out with a cool demeanour. He seems confident but not arrogant and exudes excellence. Mr. Rufus introduces him as Jim Martin from Faith No More. Jim looks around the room, throws his hands in the air and cries out a word that the whole class will repeat back to him:

“STATTTIIIIIOOOOOOONNNNNN!”

What does this retelling of the opening scene of Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey have to do with David Bowie’s groundbreaking and significant album, Station to Station?

Absolutely nothing.

Favourite Song: Golden Years

-Bosco

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