I was 16 when I became aware of David Bowie’s music. I was 7 when I saw Labyrinth and until 2003 I only knew Bowie as the terrifying and swollen “Goblin King”. My oldest friend has always had exquisite taste in music and she was the first person to share his talent with me. This was also at the same time that I watched The Breakfast Club on repeat every day after school.
Opening scene from The Breakfast Club
It started with Changes, Oh! You Pretty Things, Life on Mars?, and eventually the entirety of Hunky Dory. I remember the trip we took to the mall to buy the Best of Bowie album (when people could still go to a Tower Records and purchase CD’s) and how she and I listened to it on repeat. I remember the time a group of weird teenagers dressed up to eat out at Denny’s, and one of my girlfriends painted Bowie-esque makeup on (which we thought was really fucking cool). There was the moment my car companion got annoyed with me because I tried teaching her how to snap and clap to Golden Years with the beat.
The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou brought a new appreciation for Bowie. Seu Jorge’s beautiful, acoustic renditions of greatest hits sung in Portuguese had every David fan I knew salivating.
Zissou Sane patch by company “Bad Truth Supply”
I swell with joy and emotion whenever I hear the song Heroes. This is the song I put on first thing this morning so I could cry after reading the news. Some friends and I have exchanged sad and loving words over this legend of a man. There will be more exchanged later.
David Bowie was a life-changer for me and I very much hope he can continue to sooth and comfort the freaks and outcasts. It’s almost impossible to not feel extraterrestrial while enjoying his words.
“I always had a repulsive need to be something more than human”-David Bowie
Rest in Power, Starman.