The Man Who Sold The World

The Man Who Sold the World (Bowie, 1970).
The Man Who Sold the World (Lulu, 1974).
The Man Who Sold the World (Bowie with Klaus Nomi and Joey Arias, 1979).
The Man Who Sold the World (Nirvana, 1993, rehearsal).
The Man Who Sold the World (Nirvana, 1993, broadcast).
The Man Who Sold the World (Bowie, live, 1995).
The Man Who Sold the World (“Eno live mix,” 1995).
The Man Who Sold the World (Bowie, broadcast, 2000).
The Man Who Sold the World (Bowie, live, 2004).

I. Metrobolist

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away.

Hughes Mearns, “Antigonish” (1922).

Bowie’s third LP was going to be called Metrobolist, a play on Fritz Lang’s Metropolis: it was the title of Mike Weller’s proposed cover illustration, a Letterist cartoon in which a man (whose image was based on a photo of John Wayne) walking past Cane Hill Asylum and carrying a rifle offers an aside in a speech bubble whose words have been erased. It originally read, according to Weller, “ROLL UP YOUR SLEEVES, TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR ARMS.”

On the last day of mixing the LP, Bowie had yet to come up with a lyric for a final track that was cued up on the deck. Tony Visconti recalled waiting, tapping his fingers at the console, while Bowie sat in the reception area of Advision Studios, scratching out a lyric on paper. Bowie ran into the booth to record his vocal, the track was mixed in a few hours and the tapes were sent off the same night. You’d expect something like “Black Country Rock” from these straightened circumstances: instead, it was “The Man Who Sold the World,” Bowie’s finest lyric of the record.

Bowie had found his album’s real name. “The Man Who Sold The World,” nearly an afterthought, had turned out to be the prime mover of the LP all along, like a song whose key is only revealed in its last bars.

While it’s basically a first draft (and it shows at times: “I gazed a gazely stare” is pretty rough), the lyric’s forcibly-spontaneous origins also created its uncanny resonance. Metrobolist could be a play on somnambulist, and “The Man Who Sold the World” could be a sleepwalker’s journal entry, a piece of automatic writing.

Like a dream, “The Man Who Sold the World” has a score of fathers—its title is likely from Robert Heinlein’s The Man Who Sold the Moon; its opening lines suggest Hughes Mearns’ “Antigonish,” as quoted above, or, even more likely, the WWII-era song based on the poem, “The Little Man Who Wasn’t There“; its image of a man meeting his double, spiritual or corporeal, derives from everything from Wilfred Owen’s “Strange Meeting” to Conrad’s “The Secret Sharer” to Ray Bradbury’s “Night Meeting,” in which a man and Martian cross paths in the deserts of Mars one night, each convinced that the other hails from the distant past.

And the song’s symbolic twin was a film from the same year (while shot in 1968, it finally premiered a few months after Bowie wrote his song): Performance (fittingly, the film had two directors: Nicholas Roeg and Donald Cammell), in which a glamorous gangster (James Fox) holes up in the mansion of a decadent pop singer (Mick Jagger), with the two playing out each other’s roles—a talented criminal, the film suggests, is as much an artist as a true artist can be a criminal.

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

Turner (Mick Jagger), in Performance.

“The Man Who Sold the World” has two verses (one pairing in a song filled with them: for example, Bowie sings two pairs of notes at the start of each line of the chorus): the first is Now, with the narrator encountering himself or Another (cf. Rimbaud’s “Je est une autre”), the second verse is Afterward (or Before). Where most of Bowie’s lyrics on the LP are oddly-phrased and filled with bizarre imagery, “The Man Who Sold The World,” two verses of eight modest lines and a chorus of four, has a cold simplicity, its tone that of an old riddle.

So the singer passes a man on the stair, although the singer isn’t truly present at the meeting. Is he asleep, dead, exiled from his own time? Whatever his own situation, the singer is more bewildered by the man he encounters. “I thought you died alone, a long, long time ago,” he says in astonishment, as though he has met a lost self, or the self he once imagined he would be, or the self he one day will be.

The chorus is the other’s response. “Oh no, not me” the specter (or the man) says, happily denying the charge. You could read it as “Death hasn’t come for me, it never will.” After all he’s the Man Who Sold the World, the extremity of all the extremities that this odd LP has offered. He could be a con man, like Delos Harriman, Heinlein’s Man Who Sold the Moon, who swindles the masses into financing his dream, only to be denied fulfilling it. He could be the Bowie of 1975, who has become world-famous at the price of his sanity. Or alternately, he could be, as he says, the one who never lost control, the man who never let his imagination take him where it would. Just common David Jones, living out a quiet life in Bromley, rebuking his extravagant alternate self.

The second verse broadens the scope, moving from the stairwell to the world. Bowie wanders, in exile or heading home (one and the same), and tries to find community in the fact that others are in the same straights as he. But the singer’s questions remain open, the riddles only answer themselves, and there’s no resolution. The song fades out with wordless moans and an cycling guitar, seeming to end before it began.

II. The Stairwell

I passed on with an inward shudder. I was so identified with my secret double that I did not even mention the fact in those scanty, fearful whispers we exchanged. I suppose he had made some slight noise of some kind or other. It would have been miraculous if he hadn’t at one time or another. And yet, haggard as he appeared, he looked always perfectly self-controlled, more than calm—almost invulnerable.

Joseph Conrad, “The Secret Sharer,” (1909).

Mick Ronson and Visconti’s arrangements, like Bowie’s language, had been heavy, dark and convulsive for much of the record, but as with “The Man Who Sold The World”‘s lyric, suddenly all is simplicity and clarity. Ronson’s opening guitar riff is basic enough that guitar teachers use it as a lesson for beginners—hold the G string down and play three notes (A), lift your finger up and play a fourth note as an open string, then simply slide your finger along the same string from the second to the third fret and back again, lifting your finger up at the end (which creates the circular hook).

The riff is constant throughout the song, moving, like Bowie’s narrator, across a moving landscape, its appearance seemingly altered with its changing surroundings. So the riff travels, in the intro, from A to D minor (the home key of the song; Bowie, likely unintentionally, sings “made my way back home” over one return to D minor) to F and back to D minor; it does the same in the break after the first chorus, and again, seemingly endlessly, in the long outro. As the author Chet Williamson wrote, in an appreciation of the song: “The melody of the riff is unchangeable. It seems to owe nothing to any key, and stands alone, adapting itself to the darkness of D minor, the brightness of F, and the intermediary and transitory character of A.

The chorus is even simpler. Visconti on bass, then Ronson, then Ralph Mace (or Visconti) on keyboards, all follow the same path: they are simply playing scales, as if pupils in a band class—first the C major scale, then the F major scale. A sudden move to B flat casts a shadow for two bars, and then the cycles resume.

III. The Buyer

Sometime in the late 1980s Chad Channing, a Seattle-based drummer, found a mint The Man Who Sold the World LP in a shop and dubbed it onto cassette, as you did in those days. He played the tape while driving around his bandmates, Kurt Cobain and Krist Novoselic, and Channing recalled that when Cobain first heard “The Man Who Sold the World,” Cobain was baffled to learn David Bowie was singing it (this was the era of the “Let’s Dance” MTV icon Bowie, who seemed light years removed from the likes of The Man Who Sold the World).

In November 1993, as Cobain and Novoselic’s band Nirvana (Channing had left in 1990) began what would be their final tour, they came to New York to record a session for MTV’s Unplugged. Determined to irritate the biggest commercial force in music at the time, Nirvana told Unplugged‘s producers that not only would they not perform “Smells Like Teen Spirit” acoustically (thus defeating the whole purpose of Unplugged, which was for bands (and MTV) to cash in by turning their greatest hits into easy-listening standards, like Eric Clapton turning “Layla” into a cocktail-hour blues), but also that half of their set would be obscure covers: three Meat Puppets songs, a Vaselines track, a Leadbelly blues and “Man Who Sold The World,” which, as far as MTV was concerned, might as well have been a Bowie outtake.

The songs Nirvana performed that night were tainted and distorted after Cobain’s suicide five months later, forced into new shapes—“All Apologies” became a self-requiem, “Where Did You Sleep Last Night” a final curse, “Plateau” and “Lake of Fire” visions of the afterlife. And “Man Who Sold the World” became Cobain’s catechism.

Where Bowie had sung “The Man Who Sold The World” dispassionately, as if at a remove from his own terror, Cobain sounds betrayed and disgusted (with himself, with whatever alternatives he’s presented with on the stair); whatever fear the figure on the stair means to invoke by saying he’s The Man Who Sold The World, Cobain simply deflates. He’s done his share of selling, after all. But Cobain’s voice catches on lines like “He said I was his friend,” which he offers in a tone of weary disbelief, and he plays his allegedly unplugged guitar through a hidden amplifier.

The time leading up to [Cobain’s] death was really strange. He disappeared. He just seemed like he wanted to get away. He bailed. I honestly did not think he was going to kill himself. I just thought he was on someone’s floor in Olympia, listening to albums. Or something.

Dave Grohl, interviewed by Austin Scaggs, 2005.

Nirvana kept “The Man Who Sold The World” in its set throughout the following tour (here’s Inglewood, Calif. (30 Dec 1993) and Modena, Italy (21 Feb 1994), including their final concert in Munich. The tour ended: Cobain made his way back home to Seattle, where he died alone.

IV. Transit

“Let us agree to disagree,” said the Martian. “What does it matter who is Past or Future, if we are both alive, for what follows will follow, tomorrow or in ten thousand years. How do you know that those temples are not the temples of your own civilization one hundred centuries from now, tumbled and broken? You do not know. Then don’t ask. But the night is very short. There go the festival fires in the sky, and the birds.”

Tomas put out his hand. The Martian did likewise in imitation. Their hands did not touch; they melted through each other.
“Will we meet again?”

“Who knows? Perhaps some other night.”

Ray Bradbury, “Night Meeting,” (1950).

Before this, Bowie had revisited “The Man Who Sold the World” only twice. In 1973, embarking on a mild Svengali relationship with the Scot belter Lulu, Bowie revised the song as glam disco, centering it on a new Ronson riff and a saxophone he played himself. Lulu sang the hell out of it (in the studio, Bowie had told her to smoke cigarettes to make her voice raspier), dressed up for the promo video in a gangster suit. But the song was flattened out and distorted, its questions barely discernible beneath the flash and glare.

And on one of the last weekends of the Seventies, Bowie played Saturday Night Live. Those watching TV that night must have wondered if a European avant-garde theater troupe briefly had commandeered SNL—Bowie, in a giant Dadaist tuxedo (inspired by a Hugo Ball performance in which Ball had been carried onstage in a tube, as well as Sonia Delaunay’s costumes for a 1923 Tristan Tzara play), was hoisted like a placard by two vampires in red and black dresses (Klaus Nomi and Joey Arias), and backed by a band including Blondie’s Jimmy Destri (filmed making ridiculous faces while playing two keyboards). The gorgeous outro, with Nomi and Arias’ counter-tenors swirling around Bowie’s voice, had a severe finality to it, a sense of being a last aria. You could imagine, at the performance’s end, that Bowie never intended to play the song again.

But Nirvana’s cover, played on TV throughout the spring of 1994 (MTV was running “Nirvana Unplugged” seemingly around the clock), suddenly exhumed the song, and “The Man Who Sold The World” was out of Bowie’s hands. Many kids even thought the song was a Nirvana track (despite Cobain’s earnest introductions on stage that “this is a David Booooie song”), placing Bowie in the odd position of, if he revived the now-popular song, being accused of covering his own composition.

A year later Bowie made his move: he gutted the song, making what he did in the Lulu version seem like minor outpatient surgery. Erasing everything familiar (the vocal melody, Ronson’s riff, the chorus scales) as if it was the speech bubble of Weller’s cartoon, Bowie left only the lyric, stripped bare over a minimalist electronic beat. He sang it quietly and sadly, the puzzles that the song once offered now not even worth trying to solve.

Finally Bowie seemed to make peace with the song, offering a fairly “traditional” version in 2000 for a BBC performance (a version that, to be honest, sounds like a Nirvana cover). By the time of Bowie’s Reality tour of 2003-2004, “The Man Who Sold the World” had become part of Bowie’s canon, along with “Changes” and “Young Americans” and “Ashes to Ashes.” Bowie sang it as if had been one of his standards all along: he had reclaimed a child who had been stolen from him and, in the process, had outgrown him.

V. Transit Documents

“The Man Who Sold The World,” originally recorded ca. 8-22 May 1970, was the penultimate song of the LP it titled; lurking between the bombast of “She Shook Me Cold” and the closer “The Supermen,” its cold power was, if anything, magnified. It was the B-side of a few singles, including a 1973 RCA reissue of “Life on Mars?” Lulu’s 1974 single (Polydor 2001 490) hit #3 in the UK and was collected on her 1977 LP Heaven And Earth And the Stars. A truly god-awful cover, with the Lulu track as its apparent inspiration, was cut by the young John Cougar in 1977. The Bowie/Nomi/Arias recording, from 15 December 1979 (they also did “TVC-15” and “Boys Keep Swinging”) has never been released, either on DVD or CD.

Nirvana’s version was recorded on 18 November 1993 and is found on Unplugged in New York; Bowie’s 1995 remake, mixed by Brian Eno, was released as the B-side of “Strangers When We Meet”; the 2000 live performance, recorded 27 June 2000 at the BBC Radio Theatre, is on the bonus disc of Bowie at the Beeb; the final version featured here was recorded in Dublin on 22-23 November 2003 and is on the A Reality Tour DVD.

Top: Gov. Ronald Reagan debates Irving Wesley Hall, Sacramento, Calif., 1970.

26 Responses to The Man Who Sold The World

  1. Roger says:

    What a fantastic analysis of Bowie’s work. Love the way that you seek to deconstruct the compositional qualities of the music, and in doing so shed light on the artistry and psyche of DB at the time.

    Seriously, I’ve never read anything as enlightening as this. Thanks a lot!

    Great observation that TMWST was largely ignored in Bowie’s concerts until the mid 90’s, until he reclaimed the abducted ‘child’ which had outgrown him.

    I would just like to add my own piece of interpretation of the song, in that I think the otherworldly soundscape (A with Dm) and puzzling lyrics, describe Bowie meeting Jesus in the afterlife.

    Make of this what you will!

    “We passed upon the stair,” ( the stairway to heaven)

    “we spoke of was and where” (what they did before the afterlife)

    “Although I was not there” (not at the church subscribing to Christianity)

    “he said I was his friend” (the pathway to God is not exclusive to one religion?)

    “which came as some surprise” (I bet it did, if DB was agnostic!)

    “I spoke in to his eyes I thought you died alone a long long time ago” (on the cross)

    “Oh no! Not me, I never lost control, you’re face to face with the man who sold (fooled) the world”

    “I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home “(laughter of disbelief at the guy’s incredible claims)

    “I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed” (He couldn’t actually find his way home or anything tangible that he could grasp)

    “I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here. We must have died alone, a long long time ago ” (He now realises that everyone around him must also be dead and they are all living in the afterlife)

    It’s a wonderful song and a shame that it took a Nirvana cover to get DB performing it in concert.

  2. inakamono says:

    I have no idea if you will see a comment on an old post like this, but here you go.

    I’ve always thought the most distinctive element of TMWSTW was what sounds to me like a skiffle-era washboard percussion which runs through the verses from the first line of the vocals onwards, and then gets repeated through the close. I was hoping to learn more about it.

    I don’t have a musicologist’s terminology to describe it — it sounds like fingernails scratched against a 1950s washboard. To me, it sets up an irritant that creates the feel of alienation in the song — the primitiveness of it set against the guitar hook — and without it the song doesn’t work so well. I think it’s the most distinctive element of Bowie’s track, and the fact it’s not there in the Nirvana version leaves that cover somehow empty.

    So, I was hoping to find out where that came from and who created it.

    Love this blog, BTW; I’ve been a Bowie fan since 1971 and this is some of the best writing about his music I’ve come across.

    • col1234 says:

      A nice thing about wordpress is that it notifies you as to any new comment, regardless of where in the blog. so hi.

      The percussion is indeed great and eerie: it’s very likely a guiro (though this guy shows that you can get a similar sound with just a set of beads: A woodblock’s mixed in too. Likely played by Woodmansey, though whose original idea I’m not sure. Wouldn’t be surprised if it was Ronson or Visconti’s.

      for the book I do hope to do a couple interviews to try & clear up some of these details.

  3. Menno says:

    Thank you for this amazing analysis.Love your site so much!

    Can you tell when your book will be out?

  4. stuartgardner says:

    That astounding Saturday Night Live episode (15 December 1979) can be purchased on iTunes (and possibly on DVD by now, as well). The Man Who Sold the World, TVC15 and Boys Keep Swinging… a night to remember.

  5. Rufus Oculus says:

    I always assumed it was about Aleister Crowley.

  6. Whoa! Klaus Nomi, haven’t heard that name in forever! Brings back a boatload of memories for a long-ago New York club kid. Thanks for all the details and the fine analysis of Bowie’s 1995 “call and response” with Cobain…he did indeed reclaim that song.

  7. Jim says:

    Interesting that the lyric was thrown together in a hurry at the last minute, given that this was apparently Kurt Cobain’s standard approach to writing lyrics. Perhaps the resulting spontaneity was part of what attracted him to the song.

  8. twinkle-twinkle says:

    I’ve always been a bit skeptical about our lad’s ‘spontaneous’ lyric writing. I think there is a bit of showmanship going on, even when among friends and fellow musicians. More likely he tweaks something he already had prepared.

    The same with song construction. I think he knows more about the general direction of travel than he lets on, but he holds back to let others throw their ideas around, then he adapts them to his own.

    If he came in with a ‘this is what we are playing’ vibe there would be less opportunity for exploration and improvement – mainly his own. It could explain some of Bowie’s ‘wobbly’ writing credit acknowledgements.

    It was interesting that Carlos and Earl both seemed to claiming credit for the same guitar parts in the recent documentary. It’s obvious psychology; to get the best from people you make things inclusive, make them feel they and their ideas are important.

    Anyway, I’m not saying Bowie’s never stuck and we know he certainly borrows, but knowledge is power and db wants to know everything you know without letting you in on his thoughts.

  9. twinkle-twinkle says:

    Bowie has spoken of one of his earliest memories – being in his pram, looking up into the frightening darkness of the stair of his home. A true story, or a myth making tale?

    Later in Berlin he produced a painting, link above, which he said was of a frightened child on the way to the dentists in his apartment block. True story? An unknown child or Duncan? Perhaps a posed photo which was used to recreate his own childhood feelings in paint?

    We know Bowie’s songs are often multi-layered, and the Mearns ‘Antigonish’ and the other things mentioned are clearly a prime source for this song. However, given that the album alludes to the battle between good and evil, the questioning and wrestling of God(s) and devilish urges, it is also possible these words were also in Bowie’s thoughts:

    At the first turning of the second stair
    I turned and saw below
    The same shape twisted on the banister
    Under the vapour in the fetid air
    Struggling with the devil of the stairs who wears
    The deceitful face of hope and of despair.

    At the second turning of the second stair
    I left them twisting, turning below;
    There were no more faces and the stair was dark,
    Damp, jagged, like an old man’s mouth driveling, beyond repair,
    Or the toothed gullet of an aged shark.

     T.S. Eliot, “Ash-Wednesday”

    You may also like to check out this other link to a Francis bacon painting which is inspired by Bacon’s reading of T.S. Eliot.

  10. It can be debated that maybe – just maybe – Cobain’s “Unplugged” version is slightly better than DB’s original recorded version. But, for me, nothing will ever compare to that Saturday night, way back in 1979, when SNL went to commercial break after DB’s prefomance, and me, sitting with my mouth agape, thinking: “Damn!…You just blew my mind again you son-of-a-bitch.” That performance (albeit, in retrospect, not perfect) completely aces my fellow Washingtonian’s MTV version (and I really like that version, BTW).

    Also, I’ve come to the opinion that DB became bent out of shape over the Nirvana cover because he, unconsciously or otherwise, had written “The Man Who Sold the World” for his older self and, as you said in this entry, put it away – possibly to use for something later. But then these young grunge-punks came along and nicked it, thus forcing DB to skitter prematurely to put his stamp back on it. (It also probably annoyed DB that Cobain changed (flubbed?) the line “At all the millions here” to “And climbed a million hills”, thus making the changed line accepted in subsequent versions by other artists).

    I think you’re pretty safe in your analysis that DB “Had reclaimed a child who had been stolen from him and, in the process, had outgrown him” – Nirvana’s version is a nice time piece of the ‘90s, but this will always be Bowie’s forever.

  11. ric says:

    in the Cobain Montage of Heck film, the (animated) young Kurt goes through a box of records, flicking quickly past TMWSTW – it’s the only reference to it in the film. My first thought was ‘neat’; my second was ‘hold on, that was the ‘dress’ cover’ …

  12. Rafael says:

    You know, there’s a game series called Metal Gear Solid, the creator of this games, Hideo Kojima, is a great Bowie fan, like, in MGS3 there’s a character briefely named Major Tom, and Space Oddity or Ashes to Ashes were suposed to play in the credits of the game but was changed later.

    Anyway, Metal Gear Solid 5 will be released 1st September and this game in particular is very much influenced by Bowie (the private army of the game is named Diamond Dogs) and the The Man Who Sold The World may play a big part in the great mistery of the game: there’s is a misterious character that has the same voice of the protagonist that may or not be his doppelganger or something like that. And one of the last missions of the game (the one I suppose you discover the truth about this misterious character) is called ”TRUTH: The Man Who Sold The World.

    Here’s the intro of the game, and guess what? The Man Who Sold The World plays here, but is a completly different version, I’ve never heard it. So my question is, it’s Bowie singing it? Or it’s a cover? Check out:

  13. I always thing it is about God. “I never lost control” Easily one of Bowie’s greatest songs. Rafeal I hope you discovered it was Midge Ure. I like this blog, some of those video links are dead. I wish I caught them before the disappeared. I bought the book.

  14. Richard Berndt says:

    Nice write up! It’s worth noting that Nirvana’s version is much closer to Richard Barone’s 1987 cover (on his Cool Blue Halo album), especially with the cello, than Bowie’s original.

  15. bzfgt says:

    “I gazed a gazely stare” works! Also, sorry to be pedantic but it’s “straitened” circumstances.

  16. bzfgt says:

    That’s cool, it’s as much me being a tad compulsive as anything you need to worry about.

  17. kimlove says:

    None of the links to the videos or even audios work in this entire blog, what happened????

  18. Gary Sutton says:

    On Mr Cobain, It’s a great cover, in a doomy set, within a doomy setting, ‘unplugged’ is my favourite Nirvana record and it all fits in the context of KC s looming suicide. Another lyric change, ‘…all the millions here’ becomes ‘…with multi-millionaires’ expressing, I assume, his disgust at ‘making it’ in the music business. I first heard DBs version when I was 12 and I found it haunting and mysterious then. Love this site. Thanks.

  19. Gary Sutton says:

    Whoops, sorry distracted by the 9-5. See above.

    He continues, altering Bowie’s lyric to the first person, ‘I must have died alone, a long, long time ago’. Yes, that’s the point I was making. It’s odd, I have loved Bowie since I was a boy, being transported by ‘Starman’ on TOTP, but we drifted apart at ‘Scary Monsters…’ When he died I felt deeply sad, but in that way we have when we hear an old, long-lost friend is dead. These last two months I’ve started to really understand what his music meant to my life. I’m here to grieve a bit at the moment I think. It was a long, long time ago.

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