After watching the video to David Bowie and Mick Jagger’s “Dancing in the Street” for probably the hundredth time in its quarter century of existence, all I can ask myself is how can two people as eternally cool as these two come up with something so embarrassing? Is their Martha and the Vandellas cover a a sign of the times, and in this case a relic of the coked-out decadent excess of the 80’s? Am I being elitist for singling out a light-hearted guilty pleasure charity single? Hopefully not, because what has continued to evade me all these years is sorting out what exactly are they going for in this video.
Close-up yellow Reebok’s stomping faster. Uncomfortable Jagger struts. Bowie in a terrible leopard print jumpsuit. Bowie and Jagger, Instead of two rock gods having a laugh, what unfolds is more like my dad and a mate, on a night on the red. The simultaneous butt-wiggle at the end confirms the hilarity. Nevertheless, their real legacy still exists.
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