the life of zooey who happens to be Bipolar 2
Much of the music world is in shock at the passing of David Bowie yesterday. A man of music and style, Bowie blanketed most of my adult life with songs about changes, dancing, modern love, heroes and lots of other awesomely cool songs.
He will be missed. Fuck you, cancer.
David Bowie’s last song released was, Lazarus off of the album Black Star. It is a haunting song about endings and moving on. The press is calling it a ‘parting gift to his fans.’ The video (below) shows Bowie starting in a hospital bed and ends with him retreating into a dark closet.
The Black Star song from the album also is a goodbye:
Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)
I wonder about knowing a person’s eminent demise does for understand the parting of all things. As someone with BP2, I’ve struggled with suicide in the past, and probably will again. This is a different parting under way different circumstances, but it is a sort of ungraceful end to life which can be chosen by a person.
Bowie’s goodbye is full of dignity and elegance. A farewell modern rock requiem written while dying by him, instead of by another after his passing. Music and messages to the last. And ending in grace to a wondrous life.
“This way or no way, you know I’ll be free” — Bowie, Lazarus