David Bowie Version
| "Let's Spend the Night Together" | ||||||||||
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| Single by David Bowie | ||||||||||
| from the album Aladdin Sane | ||||||||||
| B-side | "Lady Grinning Soul" | |||||||||
| Released | July 1973 | |||||||||
| Format | 7" single | |||||||||
| Recorded | Trident Studios, London 9 December 1972 – 24 January 1973 |
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| Genre | Glam rock | |||||||||
| Length | 3:03 | |||||||||
| Label | RCA | |||||||||
| Producer | Ken Scott, David Bowie | |||||||||
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David Bowie recorded a glam rock cover of "Let's Spend the Night Together" for his Aladdin Sane album, released in April 1973. It was also issued as a single by RCA Records in the US and Europe. It was a Dutch Top 40 hit, peaking at #21.
Bowie's rendition featured pulsating synthesiser effects. The singer added his own words as part of the finale:
- They said we were too young
- Our kind of love was no fun
- But our love comes from above
- Let's make... love
Author Nicholas Pegg describes the recording as "faster and raunchier" than the Stones' performance with "a fresh, futuristic sheen", while NME editors Roy Carr and Charles Shaar Murray considered Bowie to have performed "the unprecedented feat of beating the Stones on one of their own songs", remarking on the track's "polymorphous perversity" and "furious, coked-up drive". However, Rolling Stone's contemporary review found the Bowie version "campy, butch, brittle and unsatisfying", suggesting that "one of the most ostensibly heterosexual calls in rock is made into a bi-anthem".
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