This 1974 classic is a reminder of when Bryan Ferry was an unsettling superstar rather than a wannabe aristocratBryan Ferry might be dismissed these days as an aristo-following, foxhunting-sympathetic irrelevance, but it's almost impossible to overstate just how wonderful a pop star he was at his peak. Before he settled into comfortable, lounge-suited middle age there was something wonderful, almost unsettling, about his image, all that leopardskin and makeup twinned with craggy, masculine good ...
Guardian Music — This 1974 classic is a reminder of when Bryan Ferry was an unsettling superstar rather than a wannabe aristocratBryan Ferry might be dismissed these days as an aristo-fol... more info