Conversation Piece
effectively amounts to an exhaustive documentation of
David Bowie
becoming
over the course of 1968 and 1969. The five-disc box -- which is packaged in a handsome, hefty hardcover book -- collects a series of home demos, many released in a series of limited-edition vinyl box sets over the course of 2019, plus two mixes of
(aka
Space Oddity
), the 1969 album that brought him into the public eye. Strictly speaking, there aren't many unheard tracks here. Everything from the
Spying Through a Keyhole
,
Clareville Grove Demos
, and
The "Mercury" Demos
sets are here, along with a brand-new mix of the
album by
Tony Visconti
, one that restores "Conversation Piece" as part of its sequence. Setting aside the new mix of
, that leaves 11 tracks out of 75 that are making their debut here, including several that have never been bootlegged and a couple that weren't even known to exist. Chief among these is "Jerusalem," a winding folk tale in the vein of
Dylan
's "Desolation Row," and the jaunty "Animal Farm," but compressed
Pink Floyd
-isms of "The Reverend Raymond Brown (Attends the Garden Fete on Thatchwick Green)" is pretty charming, too. Still, the selling point of
is its comprehensive context. Here, there's a distinct narrative tying together the early, tentative, solo home demos and his collaborations with
John "Hutch" Hutchinson
Bowie
's initial recordings with
Visconti
, his one-off single with the folky
Feathers
, then finally the
album itself. Hearing
sculpt "Space Oddity," both with and without
Hutchinson
, heightens the appreciation of the craft behind the music. The same can be said of the rest of the songs
toiled over, whether it's the trifle "Ching-A-Ling" or the ornate "An Occasional Dream."
's new mix does sound big and vivid, suitable to the sonic standards of 2019, but he doesn't change the feel of the record, which is the right method considering how thoroughly this set is steeped in the sensibility of 1969. That's it's charm, of course. Instead of treating
as a visionary operating on his own celestial plane,
emphasizes the hard work and thought behind his artistic evolution. Perhaps a fair amount of these numbers are either ephemeral or evocative baubles, but the core songs -- not just the highlights from the album, but "In the Heat of the Morning" and "London Bye, Ta-Ta," are hazy remnants from a fading fever dream of the swinging '60s -- demonstrate how sharp a singer/songwriter
was at this stage. Having such subtle revelations readily available in a CD box set, not a collection of 7" singles, is reason enough for
to exist. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine