David Bowie & the Spiders from Mars: Radio City Music Hall, New York NY

THE BEST that New York had to offer came out in the rain to witness David Bowie's triumphant return last Wednesday. No less a personage than Salvador Dali (his waxed moustaches none the worse for their recent watering) and his entourage struggled through enough police to satisfy a President to join the satin hot-panted-joyboys and girls. Dressed from head to foot in what looked like chain mail, the throng filled Radio City from bathroom to balcony like some avenging swarm behind Judy Garland's ghost in homage to this new electric Messiah who considers himself "an actor playing the role of a rock star." Todd Rundgren, hair frosted red in admiration, and Johnny Winter, talking with a friend by the stairs, went almost unnoticed.