David Bowie RIP

David Bowie
We are sorry to report that one of the most important figures in music of all time David Bowie has died. He had been suffering from cancer.

The man who owned the senates and whose influence on music is arguably the biggest of them all passed away days after the release of his critically acclaimed Blackstar album and his 69th birthday.

The announcement was posted in a statement on his official Facebook page yesterday, 10 January. It read: “David Bowie died peacefully today surrounded by his family after a courageous 18 month battle with cancer. While many of you will share in this loss, we ask that you respect the family’s privacy during their time of grief.”

The news has since been confirmed by several sources.

Blackstar is a dark and brilliantly strange record, full of death and darkness and groundbreaking music. It came at the end of a prolifically creative career in which he innovated, influenced and changed music, style and all culture and a generation opening up possibilities and showing the range of ideas in music that were possible as well as writing some of the greatest songs of all time.

 

 

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  1. Like all of us, I was shocked yesterday to learn of the death of David Bowie. Rather ungainly, for such a legend of music and fashion, I read a Facebook post at 7.02am as I sat on the toilet and assumed it was a cruel hoax. Minutes later as I drove to work, it had already been confirmed on the Today programme on Radio 4. SO quick, I presume they aired one of those pre -recorded death reports. Driving slowly in the darkness, on a cold Monday morning, the news still seemed surreal and unfair. Like Dylan,you just assumed he would last forever. I flicked over to Radio Two as the usual jovial Sarah Cox broke the news. She played Space Oddity and I burst into tears. I wasn’t expecting this, I’d bought Blackstar on Saturday, but haven’t had chance to listen to it all yet. The title track has been my soundtrack since I downloaded it before Christmas and it was quite simply the best piece of music I heard it 2015; innovative with an air of doom to it with a breathtaking video which I’m still analysing, even more so now, The Next Day, after his death.

    Blackstar is of course a world away musically from my first taste of David Bowie and his Laughing Gnome. It’s down to the cleaning fluid Domestos and my Mum, who I first have to thank for introducing me to The Thin White Duke. Mother saved up tokens for a free compilation tape on offer for a time with every blue bottle bought. Bowie was one of the artists on the tape and this strange little song has stuck with me since the age of seven. Years passed by, some golden, some not and although I was aware of Bowie and his well known songs, never managed to buy any of his albums and for some reason never felt the urge too. He seemed strange, there was something cold, odd about his music, I just didn’t feel close or able too connect with, but always kept an eye on what he was doing.

    Ironically, considering his association with Berlin, it wasn’t until a trip home from this city that I was first introduced proper to Bowie with his Outside album, produced by Brian Eno who produced his Berlin Trilogy of seventies albums. My mate put it on in the car as we drove back from the airport. We were both tired, hungover and feeling ill after a crazy last night in a 24 hour Berlin Bar. What on earth was this strange sounding music I wondered at the time, but listened on compelled, realsing it was Bowie. I love this experimental album now and vaguely remembered some of the tracks from his performance of it on Jools Holland at the time. I listened to it the day before he died and it still sounded so modern and alien, the classical flourishes of pianist Mike Garson always remind me of a freezing grey Berlin in November and our accommodation in massive hostel, a former factory on the Eastern Side near the old wall.

    Heathen, The Next Day , The Rise And Fall Of Ziggy Stardust and a greatest hits compilation are the only other albums I own, so it’s hard to say why I feel so upset by his death. I’m no expert on his music/career and by no means a hard core fan, so not even sure why I feel I must write about Bowie today, The Next Day after his death.

    Last night as I returned from a hospital visit with my Mum, I still couldn’t bring myself to listen to the rest of Blackstar on the train journey home, that time will come, but as we finished the journey home by car, I heard Bowie talk on the radio and he seemed such a nice and ordinary chap, still feels like he’s with us.

    Later , after watching and recording the news at ten, I realised this day was as big as the death of Lennon, Elvis or Sinatra. Tragically, I’ll always remember where I was, sitting on the toilet as I learnt of his passing and my passing waters.

    Before retiring to my quarters, I watched the video of Where Are We Now, as I have done quite regularly over the past few months and felt the tears flowing again. Just watching as he blinks, or stands looking so sad with his Norway t-shirt on, it’s so sad but utterly compelling:

    “The moment you know, you know, you know”- Did he know then of his fate then through these lyrics, we may never know ,but his courage in leaving a final gift for us, in Blackstar, will be inspirational to many and I thank David for leaving such a treasure of work that I can now fully explore…

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