We all have things to say today about our own relationships with David Bowie and his music. Here’s mine. blog.dianaschnuth.com/2016/01/11/rip…
David Bowie, 1947-2016
It’s been a long time since the death of a public figure has affected me — has affected so many people — so deeply. It’s a testament to how many different people he reached and connected with at different points in his career.
I learned about David Bowie’s death this morning, and it colored my interactions all day. The piddly shit I was going to post to Twitter about ratting out the double-parked truck or complaining about the weather suddenly seemed unimportant. I learned that his final album, released late last week on his 69th birthday, was planned as a final gift for his fans.
Knowing one has 18 months to live, then getting that last bit of creative stuff out and polished and released — it’s an entirely appropriate finale to an already full and creative life.
I’ve been reading tributes online as I had the time — I was at work, after all, and on a deadline, so personal time was limited — and I think everything that needs saying has already been said by someone.
So here’s the stuff only I can say.
Twitter Update: The news about David Bowie is keeping me from twee…
The news about David Bowie is keeping me from tweeting all the inane shit I would normally post. It doesn’t matter quite as much today.
Twitter Update: RIP David Bowie
Shit. Shit shit shit. Checked my Twitter today to find David Bowie is dead.
Twitter Update: Hi, Winter. I know we need you, but I honestly had…
Hi, Winter. I know we need you, but I honestly hadn’t been missing you so far. ift.tt/1VXg3u8 https://t.co/36aCLqmoxB

