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	<title>Comments on: Rave Ups:  Please Kill Me by Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain</title>
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		<title>By: Rave Ups: Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars - The Motion Picture &#124;</title>
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		<description>[...] One of my favorite moments is when Bowie starts miming&#8230; I&#8217;m not kidding he actually mimes that he is behind an invisible wall up on stage which he eventually is able to break through and bridge the gap between him and the audience.  I was fairly surprised that the venue was populated by mostly young women screaming in adoration, I guess I underestimated Bowie&#8217;s sex appeal during the early 70s.  Early on in the film you get to see the crowd file into the venue which is always fun because Bowie fans really like to get dressed up decked out in all sorts of costumey clothes, makeup and accessories (something I got to witness first hand when I went to see him on his Earthling tour in 1997).  Other highlights include a particularly jazzy rendition of &#8220;Changes&#8221;, and covers of &#8220;Love Me Do&#8221; (as part of a medley w/ &#8220;Jean Genie&#8221;), &#8220;Lets Spend the Night Together&#8221;, and The Velvet Undergrounds &#8220;White Light/White Heat&#8221;.  You will be disappointed if you are expecting any documentary footage as you really only get glimpses of Bowie getting his make up and wardrobe done backstage during breaks.  These scenes go by uneventful except for a surprise appearance by Ringo Starr and Bowie&#8217;s now infamous first wife Angela.  Angela was particularly fun for me to see because I had heard all about their &#8220;open relationship&#8221; and drugged out escapades together as they are both featured in the Punk book Please Kill Me (see my review here). [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] One of my favorite moments is when Bowie starts miming&#8230; I&#8217;m not kidding he actually mimes that he is behind an invisible wall up on stage which he eventually is able to break through and bridge the gap between him and the audience.  I was fairly surprised that the venue was populated by mostly young women screaming in adoration, I guess I underestimated Bowie&#8217;s sex appeal during the early 70s.  Early on in the film you get to see the crowd file into the venue which is always fun because Bowie fans really like to get dressed up decked out in all sorts of costumey clothes, makeup and accessories (something I got to witness first hand when I went to see him on his Earthling tour in 1997).  Other highlights include a particularly jazzy rendition of &#8220;Changes&#8221;, and covers of &#8220;Love Me Do&#8221; (as part of a medley w/ &#8220;Jean Genie&#8221;), &#8220;Lets Spend the Night Together&#8221;, and The Velvet Undergrounds &#8220;White Light/White Heat&#8221;.  You will be disappointed if you are expecting any documentary footage as you really only get glimpses of Bowie getting his make up and wardrobe done backstage during breaks.  These scenes go by uneventful except for a surprise appearance by Ringo Starr and Bowie&#8217;s now infamous first wife Angela.  Angela was particularly fun for me to see because I had heard all about their &#8220;open relationship&#8221; and drugged out escapades together as they are both featured in the Punk book Please Kill Me (see my review here). [...]</p>
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