Here is some prime Bowie ephemera from da Youtubes digital archives for those still reeling and longing to hear the man wax lyrical about music. Spinning his favorite records as a DJ on BBC Radio 1 show entitled Star Special circa 1979, it’s a fascinating entry point into the late artists musical enthusiasms which run the spectrum from the mainstream to the underground. Pure bliss for music lovers and aficionados of Mr Bowie.
Well, it seems futile to try and sum up the Late Dame Bowie’s cultural and musical influence; many more eloquent and knowledgable than I will no doubt have already expressed their thoughts and poured out their emotions. So like many other fans and admirers, I will try and sum up what he meant to me.
When I think of David Bowie as an artist and performer,this video and song, the immense, overpowering brilliant ‘Heroes’ crystalizes everything that was great about the man who fell to earth. His ideas the images/changes he conveyed, to all of those who have ever felt strange, unloved, outside, who long to transcend, transform. reinvent themselves into some iconic ideal of glamour, sexual ambiguity, beauty and creativity brought hope, possibility and daring into the pop mainstream, influencing and inspiring countless generations of not just musicians and artists but us, the audience and by extension the respective cultures and society we were born into.
He explored notions of identity, alienation, transformation, fluidity and sexuality through a mercurial synthesis of music and style throughout the decades of his career and he had one of the all time great singing voices in pop music, a rich, deep, flexible instrument that could strain and crack with grand emotion, hip attitude and theatrical forboding; anthony newley, scott walker and lou reed rolled into one
So, here is the ideal of the rock star, David Bowie at his most glorious and iconic; untouchable, magnetic, disturbing, alien and even now, I still want to be like him when I grow up.
You are the cosmos. RIP.
Mr Bowie I presume? Yes, wearing Accident victim chic by Polaroid. The tail-end of Bowie’s ‘Berlin’ trilogy though actually recorded in Switzerland and New York, Lodger came out in 1979 and marked the final fruits of The Thin White Dukes creative partnership with Brian Eno. After pushing musical boundaries with 1977’s avant pop one-two of Low and Heroes, conceived in the heady atmosphere of Berlins Hansa Studio By The Wall, Lodger is more accessible songwise without sacrificing any of those records experimental inclinations; it plays, it swings, it croons, it jams, it funks in a white London boy reinventing himself once more kind of way….God bless his freaky little cockney cotton socks!
Lost Highway (1997) Dir – David Lynch
A never ending road or at least the cinematic allusion of one, the opening scene of David Lynch’s psychosexual thriller prepares the audience for the movies mind bending moebius strip structure, establishing a sharp sense of unease. David Bowie wails ‘I’m Deranged’ over the stark imagery, the highway disappearing, consumed by darkness and we are drawn further into a fractured Lynchian universe and the tortured mind of a guilt ridden jazz saxophonist portrayed by 1990’s everyman actor Bill Pullman.
David Bowie – Where are we Now?
Well, i’ve been asleep. Bowie returns after a decade out of the musical spotlight –Reality, his last album was in 2003!- and this is quite a stately,despondent affair; grand, pained with a distinctly European flavour. Perhaps what Scott Walker would sound like if pushed to write more accessible material. Sad, twilight sparks from the former shapeshifter and scene taster.