When I was little, my daddy would play music while having me train, so I could learn how to equate actions to rhythm. David Bowie was a favourite of his, so I grew up listening to his songs. After my daddy died, Bowie's music helped comfort me since it gave me a sense of connection, maybe even nostalgia.
I don't really pay as much attention to to what's popular outside of things my daddy liked, but I kept up with David Bowie's music and other projects. I was jazzed when his last album dropped, and devoured it. I thought there was something kinda haunting about the video for
Lazarus, and I guess it turns out I was right.
Requiescat in pace,
Thin White Duke, may your legacy carry on and may flights of goblins guide you back home among the stars.