Death is not the end.

January 12th, 2016

Death is not the end.

kurt Cobain memorial at Seattle center (4/10/1994)

kurt Cobain memorial at Seattle center (4/10/1994)

Death is not the end.

Quite an odd audio introduction to 2016 what with the death of Lemmy and the Thin White Duke. I enjoyed their time here on earth. Lemmy playing his bass like a rhythm guitar and not losing himself in the crassness of idolatry. I remember watching a doc about a Motorhead tour of Germany and thought it was great that he sat by himself on the tour bus and didn’t fraternize with his band mates. I probably would have done the same if given the opportunity. What I didn’t and don’t like is the moronic glorification of his alcoholism! Let’s face it, he was an alcoholic who decided to dive into a bottle rather than take care of himself and the issues that troubled him.
And David Bowie, well what more needs to be said! I have seen many live shows in my time and was fortunate enough to see the Heroes tour. An amazing 3-hour long musical delight!

And so my first blog of 2016 is focused upon death. There can be no life without death and really it’s not the end but another door opening. Don’t fret, I don’t have a terminal disease and this is my cryptic way of telling you I’m dying – I’m not.

But what’s all the fuss about a few dead rock stars?
Beats me! And I could end the blog right there. But I won’t because I’m interested in finding out why?

Perhaps Lemmy and David Bowie changed the world?

Lemmy? Well I’m sure his music made more than a few head bangers very happy and although not world changing – it’s still a good thing. Why I’m sure some of you reading this blog may have been conceived while your parents banged more than their heads listening to Ace of Spades. Psssst, the hint is that you were named Lemmy, Ace or some variation thereof. For example, Lemmina, Lemmona if you’re a woman or Lemmington if you’re a proper English gentleman.

David? Perhaps! His music made even more people happy and a greater musical chameleon never lived. One could say that he even crossed racial boundaries when he tested the waters with “ Golden Years “. However, if he did indeed do any world changing, it was in sexuality.
Bisexuality, androgyny and cross dressing – David Bowie wasn’t afraid of exploration or ridicule and the British press lapped it up – mongrels that they are – like a dropped ice cream cone on a hot summers day. And to his young sexually confused and repressed fans he must have seemed like the second coming – as he publicly flaunted their inner most and secret desires.

So perhaps the music or persona of David Bowie changed a few lives but he certainly didn’t change mine. And perhaps that’s the crux of this blog about why all the fuss over a few dead rock stars.
I keep hearing people say, “ heard about David Bowie? Sad isn’t it? “
Well no not in the least.
He was a person just like you and me. A non-perfect fallible person who had good days and bad days and his own obstacles and demons to deal with. He created some great music and that music will be around for as long as we want to listen to it.

Why shed a tear for someone you’ve never met and who didn’t know you? People need role models. I get that and I have people that I study and try and figure out just how they got to the place I want to get to. But I don’t idolize them. I don’t hold vigils with thousands of others when they blow themselves away with shotguns or slowly drink themselves to death or any other means of self-destruction. You want a great role model – look to the left and look to the right of you – whether you’re in a café, on the street or in the subway – they are all around you!

Admiration is a positive trait but idolatry certainly isn’t. I admire the music of David Bowie and Lemmy and shall continue to enjoy them for years to come. The fact that they are no longer on the earth plane masters not.

A few more rock stars are dead and that’s life!


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