About time we had a week of wacky cover version again? OK. For the record. The Queen and David Bowie song is, in my opinion. Perhaps one of the top ten greatest pop singles of all time. It’s hard to be objective about these things. But that song. Name a better one? I can’t. I genuinely can’t.
So it is with great delight, that two bands who play in the pop rock arena approached the song with an ambitious air and a knock about sensibility. Neither of them I would imagine even consider themselves in the same league as anyone on the original. How could they? But they are fans. And that’s important. As I’ve stated time and again on my little blurbs next to cover versions I would like to share with you, enthusiasm and fun can spill out through the tape on a good cover.
What is surprising about this is how good a fist they make of it. By playing it for fun they capture a smidge of the same vibe the original had. The two vocalists are a little too similar to one another to really ape the Bowie/Mercury dynamic and the scat singing bits which were almost gladiatorial on the original are layered with studio effects instead of showboating vocal abilities. Criticising two young bands for being neither Queen nor David Bowie would be like knocking Banksy for his lack of work done on Cathedral ceilings.
This is fan service, by them for them, up and down the generations.