Ziggy Played Guitar!

Lots of people I admire have passed away. It happens when you get to my age, unavoidable. Of course it saddens me and makes me realize my years are numbered too.

David Bowie’s death was the one that hit me the hardest. His songs got me through my teens. My heart missed a beat every I heard his music. Saw him back in the early seventies and it was the best concert I ever went to. Earls Court London! I don’t think a day goes by without me thinking about him. When he died, all my friends called me expressing their sympathy, they knew he was a big part of my life. Don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t a weird obsession, I just loved his music. I loved what he was and what he brought to the world. RIP David. I hope you’re smiling down on us!


Ziggy Played Guitar

It’s taken me all week to be able to blog about David Bowie.

I’d never have survived my crazy teenage years without him. I’d lock myself in my bedroom and play his music as loud as my parents would allow me. I didn’t listen to it, I felt it. I’m pretty sure he wrote ‘Life on Mars’ just for me. Hunky Dory was probably my favorite Album, so as you can guess, the most difficult of my teenage years were during the early seventies. I loved David Bowie. I loved his smile, his style, his crazy make up, his odd eyes. I loved that he was different, because I felt different too.

His style, magic and music changed with the times. It never dated.

I’m 59 now, ten years younger than my idol was when he passed away. A little bit of my life went with him.

Now I hope he’s looking down at the world, and maybe sharing a joke with the second great Englishman that died this week. I’m talking about Alan Rickman of course. May the both rest in peace.