I’ve decided that we should have a week-long period of mourning for the recently departed genius that was David Bowie.
I know it’s probably a little presumptuous of me to take this unilateral decision. But I thought the world celebrates Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Nelson Mandela, Gandhi and even Princess Di. And what have they ever done for humanity?
They certainly didn’t belt out Queen Bitch. (Though I can imagine Nelson busting a few shapes to Boys Keep Swinging.)
There has been a myriad of plaudits written about the Great Man, by far more eloquent people than I, so I’ll leave that to the music intelligentsia.
So all we have to do is decide what to call this celebration of the man’s legacy. Initially, I was thinking of Black Sunday. You know, like they have Black Monday for the pre-Christmas sale and Black Friday for the day when everyone finishes work before Chrimbo. The only problem with that is it would have to change every year. Next year it would be Black Tuesday, (coz of Leap Year), the year after, Black Wednesday, etc.
Then I thought, how about the name of his latest, and final album, Blackstar, along with the date: Blackstar 10?
So, henceforth, the 10th January shall now be referred to as Blackstar 10 and celebrated accordingly.
So long and thank you, David Bowie, you were the Picasso of music.