A wept like a baby this morning after hearing of the passing of David Bowie. I woke up, turned on my phone to browse what is now considered news: mostly vintage photos of half naked girls, a couple of friend's posts about what they are eating, and all these pictures of David Bowie. What was this? "Why were they posting pictures of Bowie," i thought while struggling to wake up.
I went into the front room and played "Five Years," pulled my hat over my eyes, and cried large chunks of tears. Didn't know it would affect me like that. You can feel the hole in our culture which is so artless now.
You will be missed for ever.