When I was a kid, I loved three things – hockey, reading, and music. I was 10 when I first heard “The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars” and I thought it was weird. When I was 21, I played my first Bowie song on the radio. He was captivating and creative, versatile and never boring.
Born David Robert Jones 69 years ago, Bowie, as we knew him, passed away last night after a courageous 18-month battle with cancer. David was courageous his entire life. He never followed rules and was certainly never tempted by a cookie cutter brand to be replicated for his 28 albums and thousands of concerts over four decades.
I worked at the legendary radio station CFNY (102.1 the Edge) for fifteen years and Bowie was in the foundation of our building. Literally. Death is inevitable; goodbye isn’t any easier. Bono said to me in an interview in 2000, “Music is the art all aspire to.” David Bowie aspired to be himself and will inspire for generations to come.
We can beat them, forever and ever. Oh we can be heroes, just for one day.