Now is the winter of our discontent. Having lost rock’n’roll legend Lemmy so recently, we must now contemplate a world without the genre-busting alien enigma of David Bowie, who has passed days after his final album, Blackstar, was released.
Silently battling cancer for over a year previous, the incomparable artist has left a world forever enriched by his unmistakable creativity, and a void that cannot be filled by any other artist.
In particular, the Goth scene has much to thank him for, as a defiant outsider reinventing himself against the mainstream – we have him to thank for making a space in which we can all rediscover ourselves.
So long as we play his music, he continues to live with us all.
“Look up here, I’m in heaven I’ve got scars that can’t be seen
I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen
Everybody knows me now”