RIP David Bowie.

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FlakeNoir

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Bowie once did The Elephant Man on stage, focusing on character and physical contortions rather than outlandish makeup.
And never mind the way the guy says "Bowie" like "Take a bow-ee."
That... (apart from the "Bow-ee" bit-my family always used to tease me with this, they would pronounce his name like that because they knew it p'ssed me off) was great! I could sit and listen to his interviews all day.
And he did an amazing job with The Elephant Man.
The... "Sometimes I think my head is so big, because it is so full of dreams!" quote is the quote of my teens... it was a private joke between my aunt and I, whenever a sentence started with "sometimes I think... I would have to drop into my Elephant Man persona and finish the quote.

Ah David...
 

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Yesterday a Dutch radiostation compiled and broadcast a Top40 of David Bowie hits, based on votes by listeners. I never realised he had so many hits!


David Bowie Top 40

01. Heroes
02. Space Oddity
03. Under Pressure (met Queen)
04. Let's Dance
05. Ashes To Ashes
06. Rebel Rebel
07. China Girl
08. Life On Mars?
09. Golden Years
10. Ziggy Stardust
11. Absolute Beginners
12. Fame
13. This Is Not America (met Pat Metheny Group)
14. Lazarus
15. Dancing In The Street (met Mick Jagger)
16. Changes
17. Sound And Vision
18. Starman
19. The Jean Genie
20. Tonight (met Tina Turner)
21. Wild Is The Wind
22. The Man Who Sold The World
23. Station To Station
24. Modern Love
25. Blue Jean
26. Rock & Roll Suicide
27. Young Americans
28. Boys Keep Swinging
29. Fashion
30. Sorrow
31. Where Are We Now
32. Cat People
33. Hallo Spaceboy (met Pet Shop Boys)
34. Moonage Daydream
35. Underground
36. Let's Spend The Night Together
37. Suffragette City
38. Little Wonder
39. Thursday's Child
40. Jump They Say
 

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I saw him way long time ago. Now my older sister, she was a lighting bolt face painter. She was at the 'Live from the Tower' album show. That was not actually in Phila, but Upper Darby - a burb.

The Tower. Lovely. Used to be a grand movie theatre. Balcony and red velvet seats and curtains.
Small but big enough.

Been there many times, but I sure wish I was I saw that show.

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I remember rolling a doobie in strawberry Zigzag the first time I heard Space Oddity. I also recall playing Omicron to the song New Angels of Promise. So much difference between the two times but he was there for both. I don't think anyone can explain those early days to those who were not there. I loved those times. The reckless abandon with which we attacked life, fully certain it was going to be a fantastic discovery more profound than the day before, and it was. IT WAS.

Optimism? Pah. Kings of the earth we were. We had no need of optimism. It ran in our veins. I was voted weirdest in my senior class and so what? I had the most fun. The prettiest girls, the most interesting situations, and always a backdrop of music. I understood Bowie. I WAS the young American as I drove around the square blowing my horn as she blew me. I knew there were dues to pay but life was a charge forward at full speed. No time for even yesterday.

Now I'm old and with age comes wisdom and you know what? I wouldn't change a thing. He was there for the time of my life and his. I know he enjoyed life as I did. He never held anything in reserve. He never held anything from anyone. He never held anything back for a rainy day. It was all going to be great and IT WAS. It really was. I hope it wasn't too painful at the end. Even if it was I know he was grateful for it all, every bit, every wonderful sight and sound and touch. I know he loved life because it loved him back. And why not? He was weird and wonderful. There wasn't and never will be another. Life appreciates an oddity. I can't help but feel it will miss one as well.
 

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I remember rolling a doobie in strawberry Zigzag the first time I heard Space Oddity. I also recall playing Omicron to the song New Angels of Promise. So much difference between the two times but he was there for both. I don't think anyone can explain those early days to those who were not there. I loved those times. The reckless abandon with which we attacked life, fully certain it was going to be a fantastic discovery more profound than the day before, and it was. IT WAS.

Optimism? Pah. Kings of the earth we were. We had no need of optimism. It ran in our veins. I was voted weirdest in my senior class and so what? I had the most fun. The prettiest girls, the most interesting situations, and always a backdrop of music. I understood Bowie. I WAS the young American as I drove around the square blowing my horn as she blew me. I knew there were dues to pay but life was a charge forward at full speed. No time for even yesterday.

Now I'm old and with age comes wisdom and you know what? I wouldn't change a thing. He was there for the time of my life and his. I know he enjoyed life as I did. He never held anything in reserve. He never held anything from anyone. He never held anything back for a rainy day. It was all going to be great and IT WAS. It really was. I hope it wasn't too painful at the end. Even if it was I know he was grateful for it all, every bit, every wonderful sight and sound and touch. I know he loved life because it loved him back. And why not? He was weird and wonderful. There wasn't and never will be another. Life appreciates an oddity. I can't help but feel it will miss one as well.
That's right and just today I was (again) thinking to myself, that there was nobody at all like him, he was truly an individual--for his entire life, I admire that so much in him... he followed his own path, always.
It's awful to no longer have him in the world, but you are so right, I bet he lived every single moment of his life to the fullest extent.
 

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I remember rolling a doobie in strawberry Zigzag the first time I heard Space Oddity. I also recall playing Omicron to the song New Angels of Promise. So much difference between the two times but he was there for both. I don't think anyone can explain those early days to those who were not there. I loved those times. The reckless abandon with which we attacked life, fully certain it was going to be a fantastic discovery more profound than the day before, and it was. IT WAS.

Optimism? Pah. Kings of the earth we were. We had no need of optimism. It ran in our veins. I was voted weirdest in my senior class and so what? I had the most fun. The prettiest girls, the most interesting situations, and always a backdrop of music. I understood Bowie. I WAS the young American as I drove around the square blowing my horn as she blew me. I knew there were dues to pay but life was a charge forward at full speed. No time for even yesterday.

Now I'm old and with age comes wisdom and you know what? I wouldn't change a thing. He was there for the time of my life and his. I know he enjoyed life as I did. He never held anything in reserve. He never held anything from anyone. He never held anything back for a rainy day. It was all going to be great and IT WAS. It really was. I hope it wasn't too painful at the end. Even if it was I know he was grateful for it all, every bit, every wonderful sight and sound and touch. I know he loved life because it loved him back. And why not? He was weird and wonderful. There wasn't and never will be another. Life appreciates an oddity. I can't help but feel it will miss one as well.

That was just an awesome read. Thank you.
 

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Sunday Morning did a segment on David Bowie just now. It got me crying again. I miss him. When some famous people and artists pass, I feel bad for their families and am sorry I won't get to experience new art from them. Sometimes I feel the loss to the point of tears. David Bowie is different to me. I feel gutted, like I lost a personal friend. So many of us do. That speaks volumes in regards to what he gave us all. I feel sad for the world.
I'm grateful though that he touched my heart, my mind and my soul. I'm glad for what he left us.
I owe him thanks.
 

FlakeNoir

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Sunday Morning did a segment on David Bowie just now. It got me crying again. I miss him. When some famous people and artists pass, I feel bad for their families and am sorry I won't get to experience new art from them. Sometimes I feel the loss to the point of tears. David Bowie is different to me. I feel gutted, like I lost a personal friend. So many of us do. That speaks volumes in regards to what he gave us all. I feel sad for the world.
I'm grateful though that he touched my heart, my mind and my soul. I'm glad for what he left us.
I owe him thanks.
You described it really well, (((Pats.)))
 

Patricia A

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I remember rolling a doobie in strawberry Zigzag the first time I heard Space Oddity. I also recall playing Omicron to the song New Angels of Promise. So much difference between the two times but he was there for both. I don't think anyone can explain those early days to those who were not there. I loved those times. The reckless abandon with which we attacked life, fully certain it was going to be a fantastic discovery more profound than the day before, and it was. IT WAS.

Optimism? Pah. Kings of the earth we were. We had no need of optimism. It ran in our veins. I was voted weirdest in my senior class and so what? I had the most fun. The prettiest girls, the most interesting situations, and always a backdrop of music. I understood Bowie. I WAS the young American as I drove around the square blowing my horn as she blew me. I knew there were dues to pay but life was a charge forward at full speed. No time for even yesterday.

Now I'm old and with age comes wisdom and you know what? I wouldn't change a thing. He was there for the time of my life and his. I know he enjoyed life as I did. He never held anything in reserve. He never held anything from anyone. He never held anything back for a rainy day. It was all going to be great and IT WAS. It really was. I hope it wasn't too painful at the end. Even if it was I know he was grateful for it all, every bit, every wonderful sight and sound and touch. I know he loved life because it loved him back. And why not? He was weird and wonderful. There wasn't and never will be another. Life appreciates an oddity. I can't help but feel it will miss one as well.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
 

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I remember rolling a doobie in strawberry Zigzag the first time I heard Space Oddity. I also recall playing Omicron to the song New Angels of Promise. So much difference between the two times but he was there for both. I don't think anyone can explain those early days to those who were not there. I loved those times. The reckless abandon with which we attacked life, fully certain it was going to be a fantastic discovery more profound than the day before, and it was. IT WAS.

Optimism? Pah. Kings of the earth we were. We had no need of optimism. It ran in our veins. I was voted weirdest in my senior class and so what? I had the most fun. The prettiest girls, the most interesting situations, and always a backdrop of music. I understood Bowie. I WAS the young American as I drove around the square blowing my horn as she blew me. I knew there were dues to pay but life was a charge forward at full speed. No time for even yesterday.

Now I'm old and with age comes wisdom and you know what? I wouldn't change a thing. He was there for the time of my life and his. I know he enjoyed life as I did. He never held anything in reserve. He never held anything from anyone. He never held anything back for a rainy day. It was all going to be great and IT WAS. It really was. I hope it wasn't too painful at the end. Even if it was I know he was grateful for it all, every bit, every wonderful sight and sound and touch. I know he loved life because it loved him back. And why not? He was weird and wonderful. There wasn't and never will be another. Life appreciates an oddity. I can't help but feel it will miss one as well.
We may be old, but we got to see the coolest bands.