Music

Monday

 

"It's the freakiest show"

Bowie on my mind...

 

Happy Bowie Day

My poor soul... All bruised passivity.

 

Wore it out, but wore it well...

 

I must have really upset the Facebook overlords this weekend.

They now consider this website/blog to be spam, and they have blocked me from posting anything at all on Instagram.

It's kinda funny.  

I prefer to use this site anyway...  So I'll be sticking to it going forward.

The FB and IG I have that are personal will still be there, but only going to use it for sharing Elmwood Productions stuff.  

"Where's the sense in staying right?"

 

This album got me though a lot.

Came out about a year before my mom passed away.

And in that year and the year that followed this on was play on a more than regular basis.  
Late nites in the dark, long drives, even a drive to move to Florida...
Been spinning it a lot again lately.

Thank you Mr. Bowie for being part of the soundtrack of my life.  

Monday Song... "Nothing left to release..."

 

"All time low"...

 

Morning music...

 

Sweet dreams

This Is Not America.

Bowie - 70

Perfect for a warm fall Sunday....

Anyone else notice this?

Said You Sailed The Big Ship. Said You Sailed Away. Didn't Know The Right Thing To Say

There are times in your life that will be hard.
Times when you're not sure where to turn, or who to talk to.  Or even how to get relief.

As I woke up this morning and got my pot of coffee started I began my normal morning (when I'm alone) routine...  As the coffee brewed I turned on the CD player, and popped in a CD.  It didn't want to work.
So I took it out and put in another, then sit at my messy desk and turned on the computer.  Time to catch up on emails , since I haven't checked them all weekend, check on all the various Elmwood pages and emails, reply to messages, and so on.

I put the CD that wouldn't work on my desk and looked at it as my machine started.  I thought about the day I bought it.  And how at that moment it was one of those time in my life that was hard, I wasn't sure where to turn, or who to talk to.  Or how to get relief.  I was 18 years old and my brother had died a week earlier.  And I just needed music I hadn't heard before that day.  So I went to the record store and bought an album I hadn't really ever heard before, "Young Americans"... It was the Rykodisc version, with bonus tracks.  
I Loved it.  Every second.
And it was therapy.  And wasn't going to cure all that was broken of my heart.  But it did help me see there was someplace to go.  And it reminded me "Somebody Up There Likes Me"...

And then I looked at the internet.  The news first.
I woke up today in a world where David Bowie was no longer here.
And then I got a text from my wife...  And Gabe...  Then Tricky
And I cried.
I stopped and listened to the CD I did put in, disc one of the 2014 set "Nothing Has Changed", and as I started typing Mr. Bowie was singing "Where Are We Now?  Where Are We Now?  The Moment You Know, You Know.  You Know."

I then checked messages.  First I hit up a thread Elmwood has privately on Facebook.  And Paul and Rick made mention of the news...  "As Long As There's Sun...  As Long As There's You"
At that point I paused.  And sat back with my coffee.  And listened.

Listen...

I've posted here on this blog about David Bowie in the past.
His music, films, and art has impacted my life since my earliest memories.  I had hip parents who loved music, and my mom was a fan for sure...

We are lucky to have music, and art, and film.    To entertain us, and give us relief from day to day life.  And to inspire us to do whatever it makes us want to do.
And we're lucky Mr. Bowie left us so much.  We're lucky.

Thank you Mr. Bowie, sweet dreams.

...  "Everyone Says Hi"

Monday Morning music...

Me n' Bowie…  And a cup of coffee.