— O.M.

Remembering David Bowie

The start of 2016 is proving to be a very unpleasant rollercoaster ride for the world of music. After the passings of Scott Weiland, Natalie Cole and Lemmy Kilmister, yet another great legend has joined the great gig in the sky: The Thin White Duke, Ziggy Stardust, Spaceman, the pioneer of creativity and imagination David Bowie has passed following an 18-month lasting battle with cancer.


I was only just unlocking my eyes to a rainy morning in Prague, when my phone alerts me with a breaking news message: “Music legend David Bowie has died”. A shock runs through my body and suddenly the world has gone dark.

You see, David Bowie had a special place in me – being an older soul amongst my millenial friends I would listen to quite an amount of “older” music. Let it be The Beatles, Elton John, my piano idol Billy Joel or Tom Waits, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin and others. Amongst them the most important music influence in my coming of age must have been Velvet Underground (their album with Nico) and the duke himself David Bowie. When you’re a teen-something running around a medieval city like Prague, born on the other side of the world and seeking creative excitement in this peculiar society, you will probably take inspiration from something that clearly counter-acts the world around you. Even though that would be definition of a rebelious teenager anywhere around the world, in a country like this the impact is even larger and nontheless important.

I grew up in artistic surroundings – my mother an actress and my father a former theater critic and director. The world was an exciting place to discover, and I was always taught to stay unique and not to fall before the negative factors that surround the modern world. “Don’t expect anything from anyone. You yourself, your personality and character is the greatest gift you could ever have” – those were the words I heard so often, and helped me through an upbringing in the cold, closed and envious enviroment of a central European nation.

You probably know, by now, where Bowie comes in. When I first discovered Ziggy Stardust, when I first heard “Life on Mars” or “Heroes” and when I first saw “Velvet Goldmine”, I was amazed. A whole new world opened, and I soon realised why the kids of the 70s idolised this persona so massively. He was the prince of curiosity, the rebelious character that showed a whole following of outsiders that you can be whatever you ever wanted to be. The infinite amount of invention was transpiring. He showed the world a gentle side of irreverance that was so sought for by anyone who ever found themselves lost in identity or in how to stay true to their dreams in a world that never favoured the outcasts.

Bowie’s artistic freedom, passion, invention and timeless beauty will never fade. His legacy lives inside many souls and can never die. I feel incredibly lucky to say, that I witnessed the life of a legend. An absolute, unforgettable and incredibly inspiring legend.

My love cannot express how much you ment to me. Thank you for everything, Ziggy.


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