As an aside, we finally picked a weekend and got tickets to the museum exhibition. Except that the weekend we picked was sold out. As was the weekend after that and the weekend after that.
We could only get tickets for a month after the weekend we originally picked.
DB, you are still sorely, sorely missed. In a world with an increasingly short attention span, that's saying a lot.
I really recommend the RSD Return To Blackout album, recorded on the Isolar II tour at Earls Court, similar setlist but very different sound to the Stage live album.
Mr. K, our son and I went to see the Bowie exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum today. Little guy was doing so well after a long morning (we renewed his passport - lots of waiting and doing homework) and he didn't feel like wearing the headphones for the exhibit, so it was difficult for him to understand what was going on in the same way as everyone else.
Honestly, for me it was a pretty emotional experience. I still feel the loss of DB very keenly. There were a couple of times during the walk through that I could feel the physiological signs of crying coming on, but I couldn't allow myself to do it in such a public setting.
I think my favorite part was the room that felt like a concert experience. The footage was put together so well, with seamless editing. There was a good mixture of old and recent footage. Our son also seemed pretty captivated by this room. I kept asking if he wanted to leave (it was loud and there was a lot of sensory input) and he kept saying, "no."
The philosophical question that has most interested me for the past couple of decades is, "What is art?" I feel like seeing this exhibit today helped clarify the answer a bit more for me. Watching David Bowie, I can't help but f-e-e-l. I feel something without my free will. It's the same as when I hear The Cure. Maybe part of what defines art is the fact it compels you to feel something. No feeling elicited? It's not art to you, then, perhaps.
What's clear to me is that David Bowie was not of this Earth. There are some people who just seem to come from somewhere else, given their depth of talent, distinctiveness, and just their spirit. I feel much the same about RS. David Bowie was an immensely talented, ethereal visionary. It makes me so sad that he's gone, for purely selfish reasons for humanity.
@notkristie Wasn't it just fab? Art to me is subjective and exactly what you said, it makes you "feel" a certain way. And art comes in many forms, paintings, music, movies, musicals, dance etc... Glad you finally got to go. It truly was fabulous.
@notkristie Wasn't it just fab? Art to me is subjective and exactly what you said, it makes you "feel" a certain way. And art comes in many forms, paintings, music, movies, musicals, dance etc... Glad you finally got to go. It truly was fabulous.
I told Mr. Keith I want to go again, maybe on a weekday I'm not working during the day. Because we took our son and I didn't know it was a headset / audio intensive exhibit, I spent most of my time attending to him. I think I only got to absorb may 1/4 of the experience. In that regard, it didn't feel satisfying at all. So much more I wanted to take time to see.
Also, I never knew DB had gotten his start as a mime / doing physical theater. Upon learning that I could really see how it informed his subsequent work. It all makes sense, now. I had to take a mime class one summer at Boston Ballet School. "Climb the ladder!" "Help, I'm trapped in a box!" I sucked at it.
@notkristie Wasn't it just fab? Art to me is subjective and exactly what you said, it makes you "feel" a certain way. And art comes in many forms, paintings, music, movies, musicals, dance etc... Glad you finally got to go. It truly was fabulous.
I told Mr. Keith I want to go again, maybe on a weekday I'm not working during the day. Because we took our son and I didn't know it was a headset / audio intensive exhibit, I spent most of my time attending to him. I think I only got to absorb may 1/4 of the experience. In that regard, it didn't feel satisfying at all. So much more I wanted to take time to see.
Also, I never knew DB had gotten his start as a mime / doing physical theater. Upon learning that I could really see how it informed his subsequent work. It all makes sense, now. I had to take a mime class one summer at Boston Ballet School. "Climb the ladder!" "Help, I'm trapped in a box!" I sucked at it.
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I never thought I'd be saying this but I'm really looking forward to hearing Never Let Me Down!
The 2 live albums have circulated as boots for years. Good though! Apparently, Reeves has done the TM stuff as a separate box so this is either the end of the re-releases or box 5 will be incredible