You Never Died
Four years ago, we said goodbye to a great Londoner.
In 2016, David Bowie was celebrated and mourned for weeks in every corner of the world.
Flowers laid in Brixton as in New York, millions of people who have taken up his records and have spent whole days listening to one of the greatest artists of the last 40 years.
Once Bowie said (it was in the middle of the 70s) that he lived on red peppers, milk, and cocaine. In one way, we did the same for days. We lived only with a few elements available, his songs and little else .... practically just with emotions, they transmitted to us.
His fantastic journey from London to the stars has clearly influenced our culture and his memory and his works will remain forever in the Olympus of the Gods.
And this is why even today, in Brixton, people continue to bring flowers to the places where Bowie has marked the history. Where it started and where it grew, the story of one of the greatest musical legends of all time.
This is still the case also in New York and Berlin. In these days, the posts on social networks that talk about him are unstoppable. This refers to the artist who was christened David Jones at birth, but with the name of Bowie warmed so many of us. He was so crucial in so many moments of my life and your life.
It was an honour for me to have lived in the same period in which Bowie lived and every time I pass by Brixton it is impossible not to stop in front of his murals, to lay a flower, but also to dedicate a thought to him and thank him for what he did for all of us and generations to come.
Some claim that Bowie is not dead, but that he has only moved to another galaxy for infinity.
I like to think it is so. Why not?
Brixton memorial. Photo ©massimousai