One year ago today, we lost an icon. Enough has been said about this and you know how I feel so I thought I would mark today with a little something from Sunday 8th January.
I spent the day, that would have been Bowie’s 70th birthday, with friends in the spirit of celebrating our hero.
Suffering wildly from the evening before (spent watching the excellent documentary David Bowie: The Last Five Years and drinking until way past our bedtimes) I had to get the train from Bedford to London because I had a ticket to see Lazarus. It has been said that writing a Broadway musical was on Bowie’s bucket list and what he left us was a million miles away from the lazy jukebox musicals we see pop up so often.
There was no character called Sacaramouche being urged to do the fandango.
It was dark. It was confusing. It was beautiful. I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m torn between wanting so see it again and never wanting to see it again. I want to understand it and I don’t.
We hot-footed it back to Bedford to take part in the Bowie jam at Esquires, our local music venue. Did you know that I play bass guitar? If you would like to see what that looks and sounds like, click here to watch an exclusive clip of me playing Lazarus with outstanding vocals by Mike Dyer, creator of Exposure: The Musical.
We will miss our hero forever but are blessed to have a lifetime’s work of music to enjoy always.