Wonkette's Playlist Of Our Hero David Bowie, Just For One Day And Forever
We are not going to attempt to be profound or Bowiesplain why NO, THIS IS THE IMPORTANT THING and YOU SHUT UP, YOU PROBABLY DON'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THE SECRET DAVID BOWIE RECORD THAT WAS ONLY RELEASED ON MARS or anything like that. We'll just throw a few more things at you, and then for dessert, you can enjoy this special Wonker-curated David Bowie Spotify playlist, based on the songs you posted in the comments on the last piece.
We do want to mention his latest and last record, Blackstar, which came out on his birthday, Jan. 8, and how it was indeed a well-timed farewell to this earthly life, and to his listeners, the people who traveled along with him, most of whom he never would meet. A fitting end to the performance art that comprised his public life? Sure. But it also shows a hell of a lot of affection and respect for the folks who stuck with him and made it possible to be David fucking Bowie. In "Lazarus," he is confronting his death from a hospital bed, but he's also still dancing.
"Look up here, I'm in heaven."
Here's Business Insider, with some context:
It may seem like an odd accolade for a government to bestow on a rock star, but Bowie's music from Berlin is entwined with modern German history. Specifically, as the German Foreign Office links to in the above tweet, his hit song "Heroes."
Journalist James Woodall wrote about Bowie's connection to Berlin in The Week in 2008, noting, "The famous title track of Heroes says it all: a tender, anthemic single, its lovers stood 'By the wall/And the guns/Shot above our heads.'"
David Bowie took amazing pictures, so it makes sense that his mugshots would be the sexiest, most badass mugshots in the history of time:
Brian Eno, a close friend and collaborator of Bowie's, shared that he got one final email last week, but he didn't know it was goodbye:
"David's death came as a complete surprise, as did nearly everything else about him. I feel a huge gap now.
We knew each other for over 40 years, in a friendship that was always tinged by echoes of Pete and Dud. Over the last few years — with him living in New York and me in London — our connection was by email. We signed off with invented names: some of his were mr showbiz, milton keynes, rhoda borrocks and the duke of ear.
About a year ago we started talking about Outside — the last album we worked on together. We both liked that album a lot and felt that it had fallen through the cracks. We talked about revisiting it, taking it somewhere new. I was looking forward to that.
I received an email from him seven days ago. It was as funny as always, and as surreal, looping through word games and allusions and all the usual stuff we did. It ended with this sentence: 'Thank you for our good times, brian. they will never rot'. And it was signed 'Dawn'.
I realise now he was saying goodbye."
Did we mention Neil Gaiman wrote what he admits is "unabashedly fan fiction" about Bowie? Neil Gaiman did that and you should read it.
Also one time, an awesome astronaut named Chris Hadfield did the BEST Bowie cover ever, because he did it IN SPACE:
Oh I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Oh I'll be free
Ain't that just like me?
Can't argue with that.