Happy new year one and all. I apologise to both my readers for my lack of updates, but you find me in good health, recovering from a Cajun chicken pannini which hit the spot nicely. Now the thoughts of an afternoon’s work with a full stomach fill me with dread….
I’ve decided after a bit of a shit ending to 2012, consisting mainly of man flu, a job interview process with the least professional outfit I have ever experienced (and I used to work for Setanta Sports) and poverty around Christmas that 2013 is to begin with optimism.
So far it has paid off, current very badly paid work is chugging along okay. I’m highly amused by the adoption of 131 reg plates instead of 13 on cars, rumoured to be something to do with bad luck (my, don’t we live in a quaint country still!?). I’m building a large Lego R2D2 that I got for Christmas (yes, even at 29 I’m still a child at heart). Liverpool has a 100% win record in 2013, which sadly will probably end this Sunday. But most of all, one of my all time favourite heroes is back from obscurity.
The internet exploded with delight on Tuesday following the news that David Bowie was back, with a new song released on his 66th birthday and the promise of a new album in March. Rumours of ill health which saw him relegated to the status of recluse for the past six years have been brushed aside by four and a half minutes of frail melancholy.
I wont go into depth about the song itself as it has already been done to death almost everywhere on the net (I’ve lost count of the amount of articles on the Guardian website) but I do like it. I always fear when legends release new material, because half the time it sounds crap. But ‘Where are you now?’ sounds great to me. It harks back to the Berlin era Bowie, my favourite period of his career.
It is a time I really wish I was my father, as he lived in Berlin during this magical era. Releases such as ‘Low’ and ‘Heroes’ as well as ‘Lodger’ and Iggy Pop’s output from the late 70′s hark to the sound of the wonderful German bands of the time such as Kraftwerk, Neu, Can and Tangerine Dream. All of these bands I discovered off the back of Bowie’s Berlin trilogy and teutonic music I have cherished for a long time.
What I love most of all about this development is that it came completely out of the blue. When people bemoaned the lack of Bowie at the Olympic closing ceremony they thought we had seen the last of the original unique artist. In the days of instant media, social networking and media hysteria he kept a lid on things and shocked us all. It’s a brilliant piece of publicity and Bowie shows once again that he is the master of his own destiny.
So the good news rolls in 2013 so far. I hope that it continues. A good year is due for so many of us after years of austerity-related bullshit. I also hope Bowie tours. I tried to get tickets for his gig in the Point about ten years ago but they sold out in record time. I then heard he was to headline Oxegen and I bought my ticket for that before he pulled out due to heath issues. I’m sure the third time will be a charm.