I’m listening to Bowie’s last album, Blackstar, released to the public on his 69th birthday, 100 hours or so before his death. And there are 100 reasons I am overwhelmed by it. Not only as a body of work from a significant artist but as the ultimate period at the end of his life’s book. Continue reading “Bowie’s Final Grace Note”
I like rituals as much as the next odd-ball, and New Year’s Day is a splendid time for them. It’s a world-wide birthday. It’s a regular opportunity to reflect on what was–and consider what might be.