Aug. 15th, 2012

4am_secret: (TH // Unendlichkeit)
So I'm reading Neon Angel right now, and Cherie describes her first rock concert ever, which also happened to be her first time seeing David Bowie live. I think many of you will understand why I was able to relate to it so much :)

I watched this impossibly thin, pale, alien prince singing to me. Not on vinyl, but right there... right in front of my face, this beautiful, hypnotic, strange man was singing to me, and although I could not quite put it into words, I instinctively knew that what I was experiencing was something religious, something profound. The crowd seemed to move as one being, pushing towards the front, a tidal wave of teenage energy, and although I had heard the words coming out of David's mouth a million times, it felt as if I were hearing the words for the first time, each line reaching across the massive amphitheater and falling around me like a meteor shower.

The heat and the frustration, the alienation and the loneliness, the lust and the anxiety and the joy that seemed like it had been building inside of me for years were suddenly unbearable, like the pressure was too much and I felt like a bomb primed to explode, and only David Bowie knew how I felt. His words explained what was deep down inside of me better than I ever could.


To be honest, the "religious experience" aspect of this reminds me more of the second time I saw Hyde live, so this could fit him as well, for me. But the description just reminds me so much of Bill, and the second part reminds me so much of Humanoid and seeing them in Spain. Happy Anniversary, Durch Den Monsun <333 And hey, beautiful ♥_♥

Bootsy Bellows Nightclub West Hollywood (8)


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Are you still living there
Walking the streets with your hollow stare
You say there's loneliness everywhere
So we have nothing to lose
The music plays all day long
And sorrow looks beautiful
And lovers seem mystical
Tomorrow a new point of view
These bright lights will bend to make blue
Now this can all look new to you