I once saw Bowie standing alone outside Columbia Presbaterian Heart Center in New York waiting for his car to pick him up. We stood there fora good 3 minutes not sayong a word. Nobody else recognized him and I swear to god I have never been more gripped by fear since or before. Glad to know his health turned out ok.

I'm sure someone (or many someone's) will disagree with me, but I think it's quite often the case that people tend to prefer the version of a song they first become familiar with.

I almost never prefer a cover version of a song if I've known and liked the original first, although I really appreciate it when an artist tries to bring something new to it. Case in point would be Gary Jules doing Mad World.

I'll always prefer Bowie's version because I'd been listening to it for two decades before Nirvana had a go at it, and because Nirvana just turned in a karaoke version of it, in my opinion.

Or, more directly put, their version gets on my tits.