David Bowie, 1974, from The Last Five Years.
I really had it in my mind to do a musical about Nineteen Eighty-Four. It was a book I’d loved all throughout my youth. But, of course, I didn’t take into account the second Mrs. Orwell, who, when she got wind of what we were doing, absolutely put her foot down. Said we’re not having rock ‘n’ roll people work on my late husband’s great piece of work.




