As the sad news of Bowie’s passing rocks the musical landscape, I give my two cent on the loss of a true genius
It’s not often I’ll address the death of a musician on this site. Whilst I’ve witnessed many artists sadly pass away, I never feel like I can properly express my respects for whoever that may be, whether it was the recently deceased Motorhead frontman Lemmy Kilmister or B.B King.
And even right now, hours after being woken up by the news that musical chameleon David Bowie has died after an 18-month battle with cancer, I’m still struggling to word my response. A man who, to put it lightly, shaped the musical landscape forever and had an impact on every medium possible.
I could easily write up a simple “History Of” article or a Buzzfeed list of quirky and weird things the musician did during his decade spanning career. And whilst this may seem like the route I would take, it’s not. While this site focuses primarily on up and coming artists as well as new releases, I don’t hesitate to look back at the history of music and for as long as I can remember, Bowie has always been a part of not only that but my life.
One of the first records I went out and bought with my own money was arguably my favourite Bowie record of all time, unbeknownst to me at the time, Hunky Dory. From the staple vinyl crackle to the finale masterpiece that is Bewlay Brothers, the record was one of the most notable memories I have of Bowie, an artist who I knew only for his weird portrayal as a goblin king as well as his singles Let’s Dance and Heroes.
There’s so many other memories linked to Bowie and his music, from staying up long nights watching interviews where his charisma seemed to drip out of my television screen to stumbling upon other artists inspired by him and vice versa. Not only has he influenced my music taste but he made me appreciate music for what it is: an art. So much so in fact that the piece I wrote for my college interview was about Ziggy himself and the wonderful persona that still feels fresh and exciting to this day.
Unsurprisingly I’ve never met David Bowie but his effect can be felt on today of all days, not only in the sound department but in how we view ourselves. I saw this worded perfectly by Matt Haig who said:
The main thing he did was legitimise weird. No matter how odd or outside you felt you never be as odd, or as great, as Bowie.
Today has been spent purging through his discography, reminiscing on all of my first listens and favourite tracks. This feeling has been mutual with the entire music community:
So like I said before, this isn’t a post to capitalise on the death in the hopes for some views or some buzzfeed clickbait list. It’s a heartfelt, personal goodbye to the icon who, even in death, has brought people together in appreciation of not only him but the power of music itself.
And regardless of the tears shed and the sadness many of us feel, it’s touching in a way knowing that even in his dying days Bowie graced us with a new album Blackstar that made us question the man just like we have for the entirety of his career.
The very definition of a legend.