Yeah, I got a girl who loves me true...
Ahead of the Bowie shows at the Berkeley Community Theatre on April 16th and 17th, the
Margaret has two reports on her blog, one from The Shrine and another from The Wiltern, from which, these short excerpts:
Bowie. Whoa. You wish you could have been there and I do too. If you haven't seen him live, do so as soon as possible. If you haven't seen the legend of him, the history of rock that he carries with him everywhere he goes, take a moment and recognize. All hail.
As an artist, David Bowie has been challenging the cultural definitions of gender, music, image, fantasy, identity, politics, sexuality, originality, beauty, fashion, fucking everything. As an icon, he has been the most inspiring deity to hit the world since the beginning of time. He has no peer. No one compares. No one comes close.
I didn't meet him. I couldn't. Ava was about to drag me up to the Mighty Bowie himself, and she would have done it, but I dug my heels into the pavement. His makeup artist, a fan of mine, said he had wanted to meet me, and was waiting too, wondering where I was, insisted that I go up to the dressing room, one I myself have used many times, the stairs that I run up and down to do my shows - this time seemed too long and scary. How do you meet someone who has meant so much to you? How do you say hello to God? I don't know. I just went home. But that was enough. Oh thank you David Bowie. Thank you.
And thank you also for declining knighthood. Why should you be knighted when you are already King?
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