Alien Prophet of the Underground.
He came from the margins and made weird cool. He wasn’t afraid to be strange, misunderstood, or out of place — in fact, he thrived in it. Bowie didn’t bend to society; he bent art to reflect the misfits, the broken, the different.
But let’s be honest — Bowie was never grounded. His rebellion was cosmic, not local. He wasn’t fighting for Main Street — he was orbiting in his own solar system.
Verdict: Not SphstRDnck. Icon of individuality, but too far from the dirt to be one of us.