David Bowie 8th January 1947 – 10th January 2016
Today is my birthday and also marks the third anniversary of the untimely passing of perhaps Britain’s finest ever contemporary creative genius.
When I heard the news of his death from cancer three years ago, I played Lazarus on my MP3 and bawled my eyes out. I had never been what you call a true fan and had never seen the great man live, yet the news hit me for six and felt like a great personal loss.
Twelve months ago to the day I went to Berlin for the day to pay homage to him. My very first port of call therefore had to be the flat where Bowie lived in the city during the late 1970s, a period that saw him record three iconic studio albums – the Berlin Trilogy of Low, “Heroes” & Lodger. The Brandenburg Gate etc. could wait!
I reached Hauptstrasse 155, a bland apartment building in the Schöneberg district of the city, by bus. I lingered for 45 minutes and listened to “Heroes” as tears once again filled my eyes.
Rest in peace Star Man. Your legacy will live for ever.