Camp. Cosmic. Otherworldly.
Ziggy Stardust lands in Sage One for a full-album listening party with afternoon tea. Where glam rock meets good china, and every track gets its moment.

Slip into a moonage daydream as the record unfolds. This is Bowie as it was meant to be heard: in full, in order, and with nowhere else to be.

Cosmic melodies melt into buttery finger sandwiches; razor-sharp lyrics meet sweet crumbs and warm scones. Proper pots of steaming tea on the table. Or a sparkling glass of fizz – should you fancy raising a glass to the Starman himself.

Hosted by a devoted Bowie fan, sharing just enough insight to deepen the journey – stories, context, and the occasional hidden detail – never interrupting the spell.

By the time the final notes fade, you’re back on solid ground, teacup empty, plate clean, mind still somewhere out among the stars.