Opening night…
The exhibition is all about Bowie’s influence on almost every aspect of culture..music, art, fashion, cinema..he’s done the lot and for the most part done it better than anyone else. Seeing how many of the world’s glitterati had turned up to see this homage to the Great White Duke showed even more what a profound and lasting impact he had had on everyone. There were a lot of famous people there but for once they weren’t there to be seen, they were there because they were clearly fans. Members of most of the biggest pop bands of the 80s (soft cell, dexys, spandau ballet) were milling about as well as Hollywood stars and la creme de la creme of the art world but like everyone else they just wanted to look at the mutitude of incredible Bowie artefacts on show. Bowie commands respect and rightfully so. He’s a fucking star, the brightest of the bunch.
If you’re into him, Bowie has affected you in a big way. Personally I think his greatest legacy was to show to people that it was ok to be yourself no matter what. Do what the fuck you like, just do it in style. I have to say, it was a little overwhelming to try and consume everything on show all at once. It felt a bit like someone had spewed up David Bowie’s brain all over the V&A but, like, in a good way. If I wanted to have a stroll around anyone’s mind, it would be his.
They said no pictures…I said, of course not. So sorry. But I wasn’t. And I did.
Mr David Dewaele aka 1 of 2manydjs stares up at his inspiration prior to playing an all Bowie set as part of the proceedings.
Can it be me? Puh-leeeease!
I love Kevin Rowland. Its a shame he didn’t seem quite so keen on me…
