Tag: <span>David Bowie</span>

Best Musicians Ever…

‘Three women, four people of colour, one from a continent other than Europe or North-America. It is a beginning, and for now I will accept it, but next year I expect different numbers. Next year I expect at least a 50/50 split in terms of gender and race, and at least four artists from Asia,…


Down this tunnel of love

Queer before queer was really a thing. No, not true, but something was missing until Poly screamed ‘Oh, Bondage up yours!’ and Bowie’s ‘Boys keep swinging’ hit the television channels and one could see, in real time and full colour (but no slow motion), how words and music crashed spectacularly against a wall of stereotype….


The syllogism of musical identity

People’s sense of identity is very closely related to the music they likePeople stop listening to new (categories of) music after the age of 33 It can therefore be argued that the identity formation process gradually slows down and almost completely stops after the age of 33. This crude syllogism of (musical) identity bothers me….


Did vulgarism kill the voice of the outsider?

Journalists, police officers, scientists, they investigate everything, and still, sometimes they just forget or ignore the obvious, the phenomenon right in front of them, hiding in plain sight. The rise of vulgarism didn’t start in 2016, but it did gain momentum in that horrible year, the same year beauty and empathy lost its voice, maybe…


These memories can’t wait

Sunday afternoon. I browse through my collection of audio tapes. Yesterday I finished Rob Sheffield’s ‘Love is a mix tape’, today I wonder how much love my old tapes express. It’s not a fair comparison, Sheffield tells a love story supported by mix tapes, my old tapes just demonstrate a utilitarian drive to collect as…


We are the music makers (1873-1964-1992)

End of year, time to take stock. Time to say goodbye to ideas that have done nothing more but collecting dust. Time to address the most annoying part of getting older; becoming a grumpy old man no one wants to listen to, someone who is increasingly living in the past and only deals in comparisons…


Girl anachronism

If an anachronism is something or someone that is not in its correct historical or chronological time, especially a thing or person that belongs to an earlier time, as the English dictionary seem to suggest, then I’m a big, fat anachronism. My clock is set to the 70’s and 80’s and I have difficulty relating…


Lady Stardust

This morning my Ipod caught me by surprise and played Lady Stardust without advance warning. I started crying. Fuck you, Ipod! True, I am a big Bowie fan and I still miss him every single day. Kinda creepy, if you think about it, but hey, I never claimed to be normal. I think the world…


Am I living in this movie?

I’m living in this movie…is it…moving me? First there was music and then, all of a sudden, it became a quest for identity. First a song was just a song, couple of verses, a refrain, maybe a bridge, over and gone in just over three minutes, then it all got much more serious. During my…


Missed Opportunities

One of John Lennon’s many contributions to everyday philosophy is his observation that ‘life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans’. It crossed my mind when I read Glen Matlock’s affectionate words in a Pete Shelley obituary. Talking about the brilliance of the Buzzcocks and taking the time to go to…


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