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The Golden Years of David Bowie

 

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The Golden Years of David Bowie . . .

 

He was born David Robert Jones, January 8th, 1947, and in an age of somewhat outrageous and over-the-top rock artists and groups, he was, well—just a little different. He was, in fact, unique. And he carried that uniqueness to his grave, passing just a few days ago, just two days into his sixty-ninth year on the planet.

He was a figure in popular music for over five decades, and was considered an innovator, especially for his most prolific and productive decades of the seventies and eighties. Singer, songwriter, record producer, arranger, multi-instrumentalist, painter, and actor. His was to be a career of reinvention, musical innovation and visual presentation.

Amazingly, he did them all well—a jack of all trades, and a master of all of them.

Born in south London, Bowie seemed to develop a love and talent for music almost before he could walk. Later, in school, he studied art, music and design and became fluent on the saxophone. He formed his first band at the age of fifteen, and began his professional musical career in 1963.

David Bowie and his flamboyant and androgynous character Ziggy Stardust were to become almost interchangeable, and Ziggy was only the tip of an innovative iceberg yet to come. He taught generations of musicians about the power of drama, images and personas.

Mr. Bowie wrote songs about being what he essentially was—an outsider. A misfit, a sexual adventurer, and a faraway astronaut. A little bit of rock, a little bit of jazz, and of course—served with a twist of cabaret.

As hard to hold as “a moonbeam in your hand,” Mr. Bowie had us all on for years with his hints of bi-sexuality and forbidden affairs. In the end, he admitted the joke and claimed it was the biggest mistake of his career. His exact words were; “I’ve always been a closet heterosexual.” His many unions with some of the most beautiful women of his day bore silent testament to that.

David Bowie was also an excellent actor of repute. His roles included The Man Who Fell to Earth (1976), Labyrinth (1986), a small but well-remembered turn as Pontius Pilate in The Last Temptation of Christ (1988) along with many other films and television appearances.

He even sang a Christmas duet with a dying Bing Crosby—and the audience loved it.

Bowie’s impact, as described by biographer David Buckley, “challenged the core belief of the rock music of his day.” Music reviewer Brad Filicky wrote that over five decades, Bowie was “a musical chameleon, changing and dictating trends as much as he has altered his style to fit, influencing fashion and pop culture.”

Over his long career, he was estimated to have sold well over 140 million albums worldwide, and in the United States received five Platinum and seven Gold albums and singles. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1996.

Mr. Bowie, you were unforgettable, and one of the very best, and we’re going to miss you.

Run for the shadows, Mr. Bowie.  And the light. Thanks for all the great music, movie roles, and memories.

And most of all—thank you for the golden years.

 

Lyrics

Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop

Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Look at that sky, life’s begun Nights are warm and the days are young Come get up my baby

There’s my baby, lost that’s all Once I’m begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby

Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel Come get up my baby In walked luck and you looked in time Never look back, walk tall, act fine Come get up my baby

I’ll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby

Some of these days, and it won’t be long Gonna drive back down where you once belonged In the back of a dream car twenty foot long Don’t cry my sweet, don’t break my heart Doing all right, but you gotta get smart Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh Lord I believe all the way Come get up my baby

Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years

There’s my baby, lost that’s all Once I’m begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby

Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years

I’ll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years, gold

Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop

 

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