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11 January 2016 @ 11:04 pm
Time may change me, but I can't trace time...  
My mom was playing David Bowie and Freddie Mercury's isolated vocals from "Under Pressure" earlier today. I commented that male singers today don't sing like that. They sang something the way they did because they could. I don't mean to say male vocalists today aren't good singers, but Bowie and Mercury? Come on. They had something so incredibly rare that we won't find others like them. Imitation is clearly imitation.

Which is why today is so sad. Bowie was at least able to see his final work through to the end, and I hope that gave him some peace. His was a mind unlike any other, and his mark on music and pop culture will remain. He was an extraordinarily talented individual, and he's one of those people for whom even these words will never be enough. In fact, I wanted to write a lot more and say what people are probably feeling, but sometimes I don't have the words.

I don't often feel this down about a musician's or actor's passing, but this one is hitting a little closer to home. Perhaps it's his influence on music. Perhaps it was that he taught us it's OK to be who we are, and that is reason enough to celebrate his life.

So rest in peace, our goblin king. I hope you're up there with the other legends we've lost, making beautiful music.
Current Mood: sadsad