You guys know how sad I am that David Bowie passed away. I still can't believe he's gone.
|Fortunately, this jumpsuit will live forever.|
Precocious Daughter is a Bowie fan, too, and she was also saddened (although not as devastated as her mom) by his passing. I like the fact that she's getting to hear songs on the satellite channel that she hasn't heard before, and the fact that we can enjoy the more familiar songs together.
Today we were in car, listening to "Soul Love" from Ziggy Stardust, when she asked, "What exactly is the plot of his album?"
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It's not totally unexpected that David Bowie, the singer, ended up playing out the story of Ziggy, the character, pretty much as he envisioned it on record. It probably wasn't entirely unintended, although it's just as likely he had no idea of the size and power of the genie he let out of the bottle when he put the album together. Art is like that.
Anyway, PDaughter got how the songs told the tale and how they fit together. But then she thought for a moment and said, "But that doesn't explain something. How long did it take?"
I asked her what she meant.
And she said: "I mean, did it take more or less than five years to get famous and end up committing suicide? Would he have lived longer if he had just stayed on his planet?"
She seemed a little surprised that in listening to this album for more than 30 years, that question never occurred to me.
What if it only took him a year or two to go from homeless alien to washed-up superstar? He could have lived out his life among his loved ones and died in the comfort of his home planet. Instead he fled to an uncertain future and became the dazzling but tortured Ziggy Stardust, a journey that eventually overwhelmed him. Maybe for nothing.
That is so sad.
I can never hear The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars in the same way ever again.
It's way deeper and more melancholy than I ever dreamed.
All because of my curious, questioning PDaughter.