(NOTE-The reason Iām posting this a year later is because I never ended up doing on close to the actual date. I admit, I was kind of flustered.)
Sure, yeah, itās been a year.
But somehow, it feels Ā like yesterday.
David Bowie, for me at least, was one of the saddest deaths in 2016. He just meant so much to me and was a pretty big part of my life. Of course, itās pretty obvious that I wasnāt born in the 70ās or 80ās, but even so, I grew up with him. In fact, one of my first memories (I consider it to be around my second memory) involved David Bowie.
All I know about it are these things:
-I was in the car
-My whole family was with me
-āKooksā was playing
I remember listening to āKooksā a lot when I was little. Though it isnāt one of his most famous songs, it is definitely high up on my āNostalgic Childhood Songsā list. And thatās just the beginning. Iāve heard so many Bowie songs in my life, and a huge number of them have some sort of sentimental value for me. For instance, I remember having a phase when I was about eight where all I wanted to hear was āChangesā. My dad also showed me live videos of David Bowie performing it, and I always enjoyed it. I remember when I was nine, when my family stayed in Mexico for three weeks, going to sleep and listening to āSpace Oddityā on my brotherās iPod (then hearing another version on the car ride from the airport). I remember hearing āBlackstarā in the car for the first time. I was really weirded out at the time, and the fact that it was nighttime enhanced that. There are so many more, but…
….now we come to January 11, 2016.
It was destined to be like any other drab Monday. I got in the car, and I waited for my brother and dad to follow. They did, and then my dad broke the news.
I remember a feeling of total speechlessness and shock. I donāt recall if I said anything or not, but then we pulled out of the garage, and my dad turned on āLazarusā. We listened to David Bowie the whole ride to school.
At school, my best friend and I, who share a love of Bowie, made a memorial on a whiteboard. It was shaped like a tombstone, and it read:
R.I.P. David Bowie
There was never a better king of the universe.
{We signed our names here}
Then, we wrote āWHYā a bunch of times around the tombstone. Sadly the memorial was later erased for a math class. *hisssssss*
Iāve hinted multiple times this year that I couldnāt get over it. I doubt I ever will. But I will always remember him. We all will. He changed the world in such a wonderful way, and gave us the beauty of his heart, mind, and soul in music. One thingās for sure, though…
I hope youāre having a wonderful time far above the world, Starman. Goodnight.
