The Thin White Duke is back! It’s been ten years since Bowie’s last, slightly disappointing album, Reality, and rumors had begun to spread that the music legend was in poor health. And then he went and unloaded The Next Day on us. Bowie’s 24th studio album, recording over two years and shrouded in secrecy, is a heady mix of bold, beautiful, reflective lyrics—tackling everything from high school shootings, World War II veterans and, of course, love—catchy guitar hooks, confident vocals, and sonic experimentation. “No one ever saw you moving through the dark / Leaving slips of paper somewhere in the park / Hidden from your friends, stealing all they knew / Love is thrown in airless rooms / Thin vile rewards for you,” he sings on track “You Feel So Lonely You Could Die.” This is pure Bowietry and, coupled with the instrumentation, has a cumulative effect of aural delirium, but once you unpack all the odd Bowie-isms—over several listens—you’ll see it for the dazzling return to form that it is.