There are so many people writing about Bowie. How could you not?
Like every freak since 1969, I had a David Bowie album. I had a couple.
There were a lot of late nights driving around Los Angeles listening to Changes and Starman. In a time when people thought they knew about me, when I only knew enough to know they did not, Bowie was a light.
I’m very sad that he’s gone, but I’m more glad he was here.
‘Nuff said.
Also? My heart is f*cking broken.
yeah