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rfmcdonaldTorontoist and NOW Toronto and the Toronto Star were among the many local news sources noting that, on the night of Saturday the 16th of January, Toronto amateur choral group Choir! Choir! Choir! performed David Bowie's breakthrough hit "Space Oddity" at the Art Gallery of Ontario. Yes, of course there was video.
Bowie the man is dead, but Bowie the icon lives on. His corpus of work, at least from "Space Oddity" up through to his last "Lazarus", is going to last.
Over on Medium, one Jason Evangelho wrote about how he saw, in Bowie's final music video, among many other things a warning to his audience.
In a followup piece there, Evangelho has noted his need to get out of his particular bubble. These pieces resonate with his Medium audience; they certainly resonate with me.
Bowie the man is dead, but Bowie the icon lives on. His corpus of work, at least from "Space Oddity" up through to his last "Lazarus", is going to last.
Over on Medium, one Jason Evangelho wrote about how he saw, in Bowie's final music video, among many other things a warning to his audience.
There’s a scene about 3 minutes into the “Lazarus” video that’s difficult to watch. Scratch that, the entire video is difficult to watch now. Let’s call this scene harrowing. Bowie sits at a desk, frustrated and seemingly impatient to find the right words to jot down in the notebook in front of him. Suddenly a brief smile lights up his face and he begins enthusiastically scrawling on the pad in front of him.
A few seconds later, it’s as if Bowie is overwhelmed. He’s frantically writing now, face wrinkled in concentration, writing so furiously that his hand spills off the page and down the front of his desk.
To me, it’s screaming that Bowie had so much left to say. To contribute. To create. But time has run out.
There’s sage advice embedded here, a thinly veiled warning: Do not waste any more time not expressing yourself. Say what you need to say, boldly and without reservation. Nurture your creativity and don’t be shy about it. Stop constantly consuming and start creating before it’s too late, and that dark, mysterious wardrobe into nothingness consumes you.
In a followup piece there, Evangelho has noted his need to get out of his particular bubble. These pieces resonate with his Medium audience; they certainly resonate with me.
