“Look up here, I’m in heaven…”

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This blog entry was originally posted on January 12th on my old WordPress blog and I couldn't bring myself to let go of it, so I have decided to repost it here.

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It’s not often that people begin a new year on a sombre tone, but today I make an exception. Today I lost a hero.

I remember hearing of and seeing David Bowie on screen for the very first time. Sprawled across the carpet on my stomach in front of the TV, head rested on the palms of fisted hands, the familiar guitar riff of the Top of the Pops theme tune begins to play.

In the background, my dad offers a brief history of the show and its purpose which falls on my 7 year-old deaf ears. A few minutes into the show and the next performer begins their song. The camera is zoomed into an elegant hand softly strumming the introduction to Starman on a light blue guitar. As the camera focuses and the opening verse begins, it zooms out to reveal the most mythical, majestic looking creature with a bright orangey-red mullet wearing a gold, blue and red patterned jumpsuit. He was unlike any human I had ever seen before in my life; hell, unlike any fictional character I’d seen either. He was just so fascinating. I remember being unsure whether he was male or female; asking why his hair was red; asking why he was wearing a ‘leotard’. My constant questioning drove my dad to one day dig up his old 80’s compilation cassettes and various Now That’s What I Call Music… CDs. I had now entered into a new world where David Bowie existed and what a world it was.

Bowie was so much more than just an artist. He was an inventor, a pioneer, a chameleon (comedian, corinthian and caricature…) but above all an inspiration. What I admired most about him was that he was not afraid to experiment, to be different. He wasn’t doing what was cool at the time in fashion or music. He wasn’t conforming to social ideals. In fact he couldn’t give a rat’s backside what people thought of him and that’s what made him just so damn rock and roll. Without him there would probably be no Boy George, Queen, Bon Jovi, Gaga, New Order or even Gaultier. When you think about it like that, you realise the impact he’s had on our culture.

Whilst I could go on for pages and pages about how Bowie was an absolute genius, the evidence is all in his legacy. His music, films, literature and artwork speak masses about just how unique and talented he was. I really don’t think that there will ever be another one quite like him. He was, is and always will be a true Rockstar. Even though millions of fans around the world will be mourning the loss of an icon, we have one thing to smile about: the world is 4.5 billion years old and yet we were lucky enough to exist at the same time as David Bowie.


RIP David.


xo
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