Ashes to Ashes
All the nightmares came yesterday, and it looks as though they’re here to stay. Last night David Bowie passed away at the age of 69. His birthday and the release of his latest and last album BlackStar was only this past Friday. We were in disbelief. Surely it was a hoax. But after reaching page ten on Google, it set it in that this was reality. As the world falls down, [it] makes no sense at all. We always thought the song went on forever. But Time – he’s waiting in the wings.
The Man Who Fell To Earth, The Goblin King, our Ziggy Stardust is gone. He was a space invader riding on a golden horse, so divine his soul shines. He was a chameleon of personas, a constant wheel of reinvention. Bowie pioneered Glam Rock, challenged gender norms with his bold androgyny, and was a gay icon [David Bowie was bi-sexual]. David Bowie has been a defining and influencing force in fashion for decades. Check out the Autumn/Winter 2016 menswear collections to see just how impactful Bowie was on style with the variations of his personas strutting down the catwalk, a perfect unintentional homage. He was one of the most prolific musicians of our time, encouraging people to walk to the beat of their own drum, letting their freak flag fly. He was a shining star and our hero for more than just one day.
As a gender non-conforming kid who’s family wasn’t sure if I was a boy or a girl, Bowie was a friend, family, my spirit animal, my hero. I was fortunate to be brought up in a home with excellent taste in music and culture. There was never a moment of Bowie not being an influencing presence in my life. I wore out three Labryinth VHS tapes. I unsuccessfully attempted to convince my childhood hairstylist to give me the epic Jareth hair-do. After wearing out one of my dad’s MANY Bowie records, he took me shopping for my very own. It was my first time shopping for vinyl with my dad. My first records were Heroes and Hunky Dory. I lost two weeks allowance money when I stole my mom’s red lipstick and blue eyeshadow (it was the ‘80s) to paint Ziggy Stardust’s lightning bolt on my face. Fascination took a part of me. I wanted to be him. Every important moment of my life has swelled to a Bowie song. David Bowie has been the soundtrack of my life.
God, it’s dark now and the stars look very different today. I don’t think anyone ever thought of David Bowie dying. I certainly didn’t. It’s strange, but when you thought to the future, he was always there – the one constant we could rely on. In a way, even in life, he was an immortal, a god. We thought he would just keep going, changing his personas as the years fell away. After all, there is no death for perfect men. Life rolls into one for them. The suddenness of his departure was a shock.
Let us honour the memory of this great being, someone that was something beyond human. Let the world resonate with the songs of David Bowie. Put on your red shoes and dance the blues. Let’s sway under the moonlight as if it’s our last dance because there’s a starman waiting in the sky for us all.
This article was written by our Director of Marketing & PR, Anna Crooke.