Until I found the Wee Cherubs. Whom I'd never heard of before (and, I suspect, none of us will again). Now that was a novel version. As Stephen said, they took a dark, dirty, ugly song -- ugly in the content sense -- and turned it into a soft and delicate crooner-type ballad. I'm not sure I would actually prefer their version to either the original or Bowie's, but I found it an interesting arrangement. And, apparently, I made a good choice (for a change), since this is the closest battle I've had since that epic opening tie.
Bowie = 9
Wee Cherubs = 7
I'm tempted to give my vote to WC just to make this more even. But the truth is that I'd rather listen to Bowie at any given point in time. So... the final result is 10 - 7.
Well fought, Wee Cherubs. Well fought.
(Original post here.)
Oh, by the way... I'm probably going to miss the next battle. We'll be in NYC for a week (for my book launch on the 2nd -- yay/yikes), and although I could easily schedule the post before traveling, I wouldn't be able to visit other battles. But I'll be back for the Sept 15th one.