Ashes to Ashes. Funk to funky.
Xander ,'Lessons'
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Well, damn. Bowie provided my college sound track and I've enjoyed watch him reinvent himself.
Really shocked. This one is big for me.
I'm just - - I don't even know what to say.
I woke up in the middle of the night because there was a gale here, so I opened my iPad and saw this in Google News. The site was an unfamiliar one, so I thought, "It's got to be a hoax. Hasn't this happened to Bowie before?" How I wish it were.
Damn. Bowie and Lou Reed were the two artists who most influenced my musical tastes.
Sad now.
Obligatory Bowie quote: "It's Monday."
This one is big for me.
Me too. His music was and is such a huge part of my soundtrack.
I loved his music, of course, but I didn't feel a huge personal connection to him. But it's sad to me because it feels like something entirely unique is gone. The world is less.
This is nice, from Twitter:
If you're ever sad, just remember the world is 4.543 billion years old and you somehow managed to exist at the same time as David Bowie.
Also: [link]
The only thing I want to do to day is flop on the floor, listen to David Bowie music, and feel intensely sad.