Hello my lovelies. It is me, your long lost dean of fuckery/law professor/doctor of doctoring/honorary DVM/and Queen of all I survey back from the land of no fucking space-bar.
I am very happy to be back. I believe I may have given myself carpul tunnel syndrome since I have been using a spiral notebook or seven to write while the computer lay dead and the borrowed computer was sans space-bar. Mama, being my mama sent me her old laptop which is absolutely awesome in that all the keys work and everything. I really am blessed to know you all. The laptop is in fantastic shape, it is a little slow just like mama said but I do not have a fuck to give about how slow it is as long as it works. At least now I can post here and send emails that-don’t-look-like-this.
Today I want to talk about David Bowie. Why? Because he is one of my favorite artists, because from everything I have ever read he was one of those genuinely good human beings, because he was one of those ethereal beings that don’t seem to be quite of this earth; kind of like Tilda Swinton. Oh, and because he played himself in Zoolander and because my son loved him in Labyrinth as did I.
My oldest brother was the one who introduced me to an eclectic array of music and patiently explained to little tiny me that you don’t have to ever listen to anyone to fit in, you should listen to things that are pleasing to your ears. That mostly entailed Metal for me although because of him I made room for Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson, Snoop Dogg, Pavarotti, and Elton John to name a few.
Music was one of the only escapes I had from the people that made me, and I spent many a night with David, listening to Hero’s, or ashes to ashes, or bluejean, or China Girl. So many songs. Hero’s always made me feel better, I felt like he was talking to me.
I picked under pressure because of the story that goes with it. David and Freddie of Queen had hooked up to record a totally different song. It was not working out to their satisfaction so the two of them sat in the studio and drank a lot of wine and did a lot of coke and recorded the Acapella version that is in the link above. Someone put a video together with the version on you-tube and since I like visual with my music when I can get it I used that one. This is however the version that they wrote and recorded in one night. Two exceptionally gifted writers. IN.ONE.NIGHT.
For comparisons sake, if anyone here is a Beyonce fan, there are 6 writers on that stupid song “Who Run The World” and apparently not one of them passed remedial English. According to the only source I can find it took 10 days to write, but I have my doubts since it is a fairly simple song. You be the judge.
Also, if any of you really believe girls run the world, please see me for remedial classes.
See! How can one song be written by two drunk and high men in one night and recorded and the other one took six writers (five of which were men by the way)10 days? The answer is because the men were both musical genius’s and the woman has a team of writers and is gorgeous.
When Freddie Mercury died, David was there for the concert in his honor and sang under pressure with Annie Lenox. It was bittersweet according to David Bowie. He said the world lost possibly the greatest musical talent that had ever lived. Freddie was one of the greatest musical talents that ever lived. We lost the other one a couple of days ago.
He died like he lived. Quietly and with great dignity after an 18 month battle with cancer that no-one but his family was aware of. He even left us, his fans a goodbye letter in the form of his final album Black Star. The album dropped 2 days before he did. The opening line of Lazarus is”Look up here, I’m in heaven, I’ve got scars that can’t be seen, I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen, everybody knows me now.”. If there is a heaven, I hope god forgives youthful indiscretions as long as the adult life is well lived. Pick up Black Star if you can. I know you can probably download it for free, but if you were ever a fan do this one last thing for an icon and buy the album.
If there is a god, may he bless you and keep you David Bowie. You gave us all of yourself, every single time. Thank you.