Inevitably overshadowed by the death knell of Blackstar, David Bowie’s discography that preceded his final piece and followed Let’s Dance is a misty place. They aren’t all that talked of, never the favourite on any list. That is understandable, nobody is clamouring all too much for another Heathen, but the long lapses in new material and the breaks between do showcase new eras of Bowie’s work. The Next Day offers up his steadiest and most interesting record since Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps), and far exceeds the farewell tone of his Blackstar release. That is more through the quality, variety and feeling around his return than anything else, although the spirited, soulful tracks help too.