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Hi and welcome to our Music Mix Blog, a corner of our website where we plan to share music news, reviews and general inspiration.

The timing of our new website and music blog leaves no choice but to feature my all time hero, David Bowie and the gloriously beautiful yet unforgiving album ‘Blackstar’.

When Bowie passed away on Sunday 10th January 2016 there was a global awareness and consciousness that brought about a heavy silence across all ages and nationalities. It was truly powerful and something that I haven’t witnessed since being a young kid when the news broke that Elvis Presley had died. I was too young to fully understand the impact this had on the world of popular culture but receptive enough to the gigantic wave of sadness that swept over everyone.

Bowie’s influence has had a profound effect on our world of music, fashion and sexuality and his constant restfulness and innovation within his career has left a path of musical and fashion trends across all of our media. It’s suddenly apparent that a world without his presence and talent will take some adjusting to.

He once admitted to always writing about isolation, abandonment, fear and anxiety and ‘Blackstar’ dishes a euphoric dose of just that.

Seven songs, 41 minutes of unashamedly dark, busy, dislocated, jazz tinged wonder with Bowie’s vocal delivery leaving us with unforgiving ear-worms such as ‘in the centre of it all, your eyes’.

With the album ‘Blackstar’ he had nothing left to prove and unlike Charles Bukowski’s poem ‘Bluebird’, Bowie is now free…

*Bluebird
There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you.
There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke
And the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he’s in there.

There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up?
You want to screw up the works?
You want to blow my book sales in Europe?
There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there, so don’t be sad.
Then I put him back, but he’s singing a little in there, I haven’t quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact
And it’s nice enough to make a man weep, but I don’t
weep, do you?

*Bluebirds have no blue pigments in their feathers. Instead, each feather barb has a thin layer of cells that absorb all wavelengths of color except blue. Only the blue wavelength is reflected and scattered, resulting in their blue appearance to our eyes. They are typically seen as a symbol for happiness.

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