My love for David Bowie is based on nothing except 1975 to 1977, Young Americans, The Man Who Fell to Earth, Station to Station, Low and Heroes (song). By 1978 he was really finished. Just three years of brilliance. Listened to Scary Monsters just now and it is truly horrendous. Even worse than Lodger. A lesson that you don’t want to give up your addictions too quickly. They keep you brilliant and shining like a firefly. Oscar Wilde after prison; Gary Oldman after giving up alcohol.
So let us review the year. The year of David Bowie. I discovered Bowie, 1975-77 Bowie anyway but what an extraordinary amount he achieved in that short time. From Young Americans to Heroes. Extraordinary. Via Fame, The Man Who Fell to Earth and Station to Station along the way.Visiting and standing in Hansa Studio where he mixed Low and recorded Heroes was a high point of the year.
Breaking the ice with Inna in Fifth Avenue FINALLY thank god, and a second time too. Discovering Leyla in 5th and then Brazilian Diane.
In London, I have discovered Laetitia in Romilly and rediscovered Zara. I will start taking Sundays off regularly as that is the BEST day in Soho. So many to choose from. The infection has remained in abeyance for the entire year since April thank god. Giving up the strippers has made a massive difference to my financial possibilities, and my mindset. Moving nearly all my stuff into —– has made a massive difference to my mindset too. Feel stronger, sexier when I get to Brussels. I will concentrate purely on Brussels and Sundays in Soho for the start of the New Year. No.1 priority reducing my credit card debt EVERY MONTH.
Entering ——– Wednesday morning Bowie’s Heroes was playing loudly, and I sat there thinking I have been in the room where he actually recorded this. Then five minutes later U2 One came on, and ditto!
This year has been relatively low key—just carried on with the wonderful benefits that came to me last year, carried on cutting my own hair, carried on using —–, carried on working at amazing ——. At last defeated the pox. Went to Bowie’s studio in Berlin, his flat & his cafe. Finally slept with Inna at Fifth Avenue.