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Erik3003

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The Age of Bowie | Paul Morley
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1973.

He is becoming a cat from Japan. wearing the saturated creations and Japanese theatrical finds of Kansai Yamamoto, who he's met in New York, who made clothes not meant for man or woman, but whatever came first, or whatever comes next. Clothes meant for a figment of the imagination, for a mind that refuses to be tethered, for an entertainment guru that loves to look the part.

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The Age of Bowie | Paul Morley
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1972.

He is landing amongst us like a missile.

He is observing himself becoming the star he always knew he would be, making sense of the life within a life he was living, like a film within a film, which now would be filmed.

He is learning the best way for him to be real on stage, as real as he wants to be, is to become someone else.

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The Age of Bowie | Paul Morley
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1971.

Hunky Dory was everything he then knew about himself as a 24-year-old, and his love of music, art, self-promotion, self-awareness and the vexed, vamping glamour of show business, in one forty-minute place. It was a piece of work that said, I have grown up, and this is how I have grown up, by being interested in these sorts of things, and in having the confidence to become those things myself.

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The Age of Bowie | Paul Morley
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1970.

He is a romantically irrational, already acutely self-reflexive 23-year-old, loftily rehearsing creative genius, as horny as Lucifer, a gawky manic eclectic obsessed with the provocative joys of juxtaposition, naturally attracted to excess and outrage, anxious he might be accused of some mental infirmity, blatantly relishing the alleged thin line between mental illness and artistic creativity, between mere eccentricity and absolute delirium

Erik3003 understanding the instabilities of the categories of male and female, preoccupied with his own physical sensations and the tortured history of his own soul, helplessly infatuated with the highfalutin, keen on acknowledging and addressing a strange world that is not exactly reassuring, intensely fascinated by the apocalyptic, mortality and religious ecstasy, dazzled by the mongrel interconnection between human destinies, (...) 8y
Erik3003 crazily ambitious to rise above mediocrity, sincerely believing that art can transform the world, beginning to follow the voice of his nature and impulses which wildly oppose prevailing laws, rules and conventions, struggling to work out how to sonically represent constantly coalescing internal perceptions and his belief, using pop music, that time is a living thing only made sense of by deatch.
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The Age of Bowie | Paul Morley
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1969.

As soon as his first hit single started to drop from the chart, Bowie tumbled with it, falling back to earth. He wasn‘t destined to be remembered because of ‘Space Oddity‘, not at the time. For a while it seemed as though it would become his own tin can that he was sealed inside, drifting off into ultimate obscurity, never able to contact planet earth again in the same way.

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He disappeared around the other side of the moon for a while into the darkness, but he would soon reappear, returning to a changed world, heading for a hero‘s reception
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The Age of Bowie | Paul Morley
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Kwam er vandaag achter dat één van m'n favoriete pop journalisten een boek over één van m'n favoriete pop muziekanten heeft geschreven ! ⚡️

Erik3003 David Bowie had always been a collaborative between the artist and the audience, much of what he was having been created by the response of his fans, and enemies. 8y
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Man Who Fell to Earth | Walter Tevis
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Verhaal voorafgaand aan de musical Lazarus morgenavond. Wat een prachtig boek!

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He was no reader - no match for Helen, or Jenny, for example. Garp's way with a story was to find one he liked and read it again and again; it would spoil him for reading another story for a while.

Gnoe 😁 8y
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