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.
'Just Rewards (2)'
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.
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.
I overheard something about this at work today and was praying I'd misheard. I wonder how Jilli is holding up? I knew he'd had some health issues, but nobody I've heard who worked on the record or the musical mentioned about anything current. Dammit, he was supposed to be eternal.
Something I did not know [link]
Bowie's Name Was a Signal of Banking Innovation
David Bowie was a legend in the music industry, but his name was also a presence in financial services, where his identity was synonymous with innovation.
The isolated vocal tracks of Under Pressure:
I know this isn't knew, but when Hil posted it on FB a few weeks ago, I managed to open the video in two windows and got a round going. It does all kind of fun things with the harmonies.
I wonder how Jilli is holding up?
Thank you for thinking of me. I'm alternating between crying and being angry at anon fuckwits on Tumblr who are trying to tell me how problematic Bowie was.
... was. Fuck. Past tense is not okay here.
turns "Rock n' Roll Suicide" up louder
About--and this is something that I wish the Tumblr kids would get--as problematic as every other rock star of the time, because there was skanky shit that was seriously normalized (they also... seem to keep misquoting things there--FFA threads have been discussing this particular game of problematic telephone).
Which is something I've made my peace with over the years, to an extent.
Oh, god, this is not the time to go on Tumblr.
Oh, god, this is not the time to go on Tumblr.
Actually, my dash has been fine, because I'm pretty selective about the blogs I follow. No, it's the kids (and I'm being ageist and assuming they're kids) sending me anon messages about OMG PROBLEMATIC!
I've made my posts about it, and the messages seem to have settled down. Or the problematic dramamonger kids have all unfollowed me.
Anyway, I'm so glad I was able to go to the Bowie Is exhibit. I'll probably get around to listening to Blackstar in the next few days.