Thursday, April 07, 2011

Day 07 - A song that reminds you of a certain event: Everyone Says Hi, by David Bowie

by Dick Mac

The 30 Day Song Challenge has been presented to me by my friend Beff. The month of April will be dedicated to those thirty songs.

I hate outdoor shows.

Sometimes the act you want to see is playing a shed and it's either go to the outdoor venue or miss the show.

In 2002, David Bowie joined Moby's Area2 tour. Sigh.

So, I got some tickets for the show in Massachusetts and went with my best friend, Steven to see the show.

Steven wasn't in the best of health (OK, he was really sick) but he made the trek to the show nonetheless. We had pretty good seats, which isn't easy at a shed show.

Bowie performed brilliantly, playing some classics as well as most (if not all) of his then-current album, Heathen. When he sang "Everyone Says Hi" I noticed that Steven was weeping. The song is a wonderful song, seemingly about somebody's death, and Bowie performs it beautifully.

Steven didn't have a lot of time left in the world, less than 18 months later he was gone.

He took the big trip, he moved away. It happened all so quietly. I should have taken a picture that day, something I could keep and buy a little frame, something cheap. He sailed the big ship, sailed away. I'd love to get a letter. I'd like to know what's what. I hope the weather's good and it's not too hot for him. I wish he could come home so we could do all the old things, we could do all the bad things. We could do all the good things, we could do it, we could do it, we could do it.

Everyone says 'hi'!

I miss Steven.

1 comment:

AtomicVamp said...

Dude. This is the best memorial I have read since HST died.

That song reminds me of Jones Beach, the limo, my Diana Ross in the rain at her Central Park concert moment, and all the wonderful things that happened when we'd go to NYC.

I know that when we die, nothing happens, it's just a light going out... but there is a part of me that secretly hopes that since 'we can't take it with us,' maybe we can take our memories.

I also secretly wish that death is as awesome as birth. But the real me can't hold on to it long.

I'm welling up. Thank god my new shipment of 24 Hour Make-Up from Sephora got here yesterday.

Where is that bottle of Grey Goose, god damnit?