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Squad’s loveably cranky recordings, and the smug,
show-business gloss of ‘Love You till Tuesday’,
which was re-recorded on with an orchestra directed
by Ivor Raymonde, best known for ‘I Only Want to Be
with You’.
With its gelatinous strings, and trite, complacent
lyrics, ‘Love You till Tuesday’ was a naked statement
of David’s yearning for a hit, without any of the
charming eccentricity of David Bowie, which was
released on 1 June, the same day as The Beatles’
rather more successful Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts
Club Band. By the time he’d completed the album,
David had jettisoned no less than five bands in his
drive for mainstream success. The failure of ‘Love
You till Tuesday’ demonstrated that ruthlessness and
ambition alone were not enough.
Yet as just a few people at the time noticed,
ambition was not the only thing that drove David
Bowie. For over that early summer of 1967 – much
of it spent lovingly teaching The Riot Squad his
songs line by line, or playing them Frank Zappa
records up in his bedroom at Plaistow Grove – his
friends grew to appreciate another compulsion: an
intoxicating, child-like obsession with music, which
had deepened and crystallised in the years since he
had since pored over album sleeves at Medhurst’s in
Bromley. At heart earnest, obsessive, David Bowie
was a simple fan-boy, with this compulsion
sometimes battling, sometimes complementing, his
ruthlessness. Only with failure would the fan-boy part
of him be allowed to surface once more. Failure, it
turned out, would be the making of David Bowie.