The Man Who Fell To Earth


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After a looooooooooooooong hiatus (emphasis on the “oooooooooo”) I’m back!!

Twenty-Fifteen was an interesting one, full of trials and tribulations & Twenty-Sixteen started a little rocky with the death of my hero (David Bowie). I must say though, I am seeing light at the end of this tunnel and it is bright and gleaming!

Let’s backtrack to that fateful day in January 2016 (the 10th to be exact). It started off as an ordinary day but I felt slightly off, nothing major just a little anxiety over nothing in particular. Little did I know that at 6pm that night I would get the devastating news, my idol (for lack of a better word) had sadly passed at age 69. To say I was sad was an understatement.

To truly understand what David Bowie meant/means to me I will take you back (ghost of Christmas Past style) to 1988, I’d hit my terrible twos and was full of wonder. Now I’d like to mention that my parents were Bowie fans but not obsessive (Dad was heavily into Led Zeppelin & Mum was a hysterical Elvis maniac). They decided that being the child that I was (a love for music & whimsical fantasy) Labyrinth would be the film that would occupy a two year for approx. 90 mins; what they didn’t expect was that I’d be hooked and watch that very film over and over again for the next five years of my life. I was like a toddler crack addict and Bowie was my drug. His majestic energy had me transfixed; those eyes, his voice, the costumes, it was all magnificent and I couldn’t get enough!

As I headed into early childhood David Bowie became a regular fixation in my life, I’d been opened up to the world of his music and characters (my favourite being Ziggy Stardust and The Spiders from Mars record) and danced for hours on end in the rumpus room with my little brother singing at the top of my lungs pretending I was a part of the glam rock scene. I had no idea what that scene entailed at that age but I wanted in. Bowie became such a huge part of my life it was almost like he was my imaginary friend, I know that sounds strange as he was a real being but to me the fact that he wasn’t tangible made him an enigma and therefore “imaginary” in my mind. I’d talk to him like he was there with me and listen to his music when I needed solace.

My teenage years were the most formative in terms of my love and respect for all that Bowie represented. He created a safe haven for those who aspired to live outside the square, the creative misfits if you will & all the while being a humble pie. The fact that he was extravagant yet so humble really honed in on me as a teen because it meant you could be recognised without showing off & talented without being an arsehole. It was his graciousness and humour that struck me most at that time & it was/is something I held dear throughout my life. He was not your average singer/performer who was all about the fame (a rare quality in the world of the celebrity) & as an adolescent it was a comforting thought.

Fast track 10 years or so (showing my age) and I am still just as infatuated and in awe of the man that is David (Jones) Bowie as I was singing to “Magic Dance” all those years ago (my best friend & I still belt out that tune in the car, sound effects and all!) The fact that he had passed with so much left to give was truly sad but his legacy lives on and so does my love for the man who fell to earth.

 

Rest Easy Starman

 

Peace & Love

LGS xx

 

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