What a freaking week! I LOVE change. Change is also pretty overwhelming. Right now, I have change-a-million (and a cat crawling over me).
So let’s ignore that fluff and look at David Bowie. I heart Bowie’s music. Until tonight I thought I hearted Bowie. Period. After visiting the much hyped Bowie Is Now exhibition at ACMI in Melbourne tonight, I learned that I really just love the music, not the artist. Is that even possible?
Can you love the music but not the performance?
Friday nights at the Bowie show, ACMI is putting on some live shows, and tonight I got to see a favourite of mine, Jen Cloher, with Courtney Barnett (on guitar) – talk about all of my girl crushes in one room!
The band wore black.
The band was noisy.
It made me think hard about the avant-guard-ness of Bowie’s performance art-ed-ness.
That’s why I’m more Lou Reed than David Bowie.
I like artists who just tell it like it is.
I still love Bowie’s music.
I just don’t care for Bowie’s costumes or performances.
But I love this.