Me & Bowie

December 27, 2015- It’s Christmas week I ran into my friend and neighbor who happens to work for Bowie. He mentioned there was new music out and I was ecstatic. New David Bowie music… jackpot! It was a really great holiday season for me and now this amazing gift. I couldn’t wait to download Blackstar!

January 10, 2016 -Yesterday afternoon at a friends watching the Golden Globes and bored, I offered up my new Bowie music. My friend Donna and I watched the two bonus videos Blackstar and Lazarus and I shared my favorite new songs with her. We watched the videos as if he was performing for us. Mesmerized by Lazarus and Bowie appearing to be on the doorway to death yet as melodic, creative and elegant as ever.

Sometime in 1970's-I was a different kind of teenager. The kind that didn’t really like other teenagers, didn’t really connect with adults that well yet and it was pretty isolating. The small box I growing up in back in the 70’s in Queens, NY was filled with people who liked different things than I did. Fitting in seemed impossible. My best friend, Susan, had an older brother with a record collection and one Saturday we tried them all. We played Jethro Tull, Allman Brothers and Pink Floyd. We liked everything except Edgar Winter!

Then we put Bowie on.

You’ve got your mother in a whirl,
She’s not sure if you’re a boy or a girl.

What?!

Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind, ah
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band

Aha!

Here it was a doorway into different. The world I knew must exist beyond Bayside, Queens. The lyrics were seductive they begged us to understand more, to learn more and even to sneak out to CBGB’s at 16! Inspired to be myself, to be a hero and to be his Queen. I didn’t feel so different anymore. In fact I was motivated to seek out and learn from as many different kinds of people as I could. A theme that has run through my life.

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing, will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be heroes, just for one day

January 10, 2016 -Last night still oozing with lust for more Bowie I sent a text to Jimmy, the guy who works for Bowie. I asked if he would put me on his list of friends who he could let know if there was a secret show. When artists put out new music it is not uncommon to “practice” or work out the band in small venues where it is not publicly announced. Jimmy replied quickly that if there was a show I would be in.

January 11, 2016-This morning I woke up to the news and the realization that there won’t be one more time. That my teenage idol and superhero died at 69 of cancer. Just like a mere mortal.

I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles I’m feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go

Tell my wife I love her very much she knows

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