“Bowie’s life’s work gets a jaw-dropping”
“Exhibition in London of musikikonens works a real treat.”
“Oh. Thus, devils, megasuper-oh.”
“I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“When the whole of the ground floor of the gigantic Victoria & Albert Museum in London’s Knightsbridge has appropriated by David bowie’s life’s work was gasping man – if you ever had even the slightest relationship to his music, style and ideas – after spirit as soon as the staff put on a small digital headphones before you walk through the door to David bowie’s childhood.”
“this is where it starts.”
“In Brixton, in the late 1940’s, and what immediately strikes one is that David Bowie himself has saved everything he has ever made, been involved in or merely been a figure in the periphery of the. The opening of ”The David Bowie Archieves” at The V&A is a revelation unparalleled in pop and art history.”
“this artist, who just recently made a brilliant comeback with her first album, The Next Day (Iso recordsu002FColumbia) in ten years, has never thrown anything. Not a single word pinal. Bowie is a classic ”hoarder”, a collector and documenter of his own career to such an extent that one gets the impression that he already as a newly-minted teen knew exactly where he was going.”
“You walk through the rooms, David bowie’s life and work, and am amazed at what he has actually saved for posterity in its infinite archive.”
“It is a thing that every single scenkostym – from Ziggy Stardusts knitted japanese costumes through The Thin White Screen monochrome black-and-white shirt and west to the where mintgröna suit he wore during the ”Serious Moonlight”-by founding has been to hang out in a mothballs – but that is pretty involved Bowie-fanatic, it is the small, small glasmontrarna at the side of it you recognize that fascinates the most: In one of them hangs his keys to the apartment he shared with Iggy Pop over the years in Berlin.”
“In another can be found bowie’s custom-designed kokainsked that he wore around his neck during the filming of the soulalbumet Young Americans (1975).”
“But also every single sketch, textutkast and omslagsidé already from the era where he was still called David Robert Jones, and played saxophone in the south London mod combo The Kon-rads.”
“And then suddenly – bang! – you go into the next room and the BBC journalist Alan Yentobs marvellous documentary The Cracked Actor, from 1975, is projected across two twenty meter high walls. Then and then goes off a quarter of the canvas down and a few more of bowie’s stage and tv costumes are displayed as well as behind the film.”
“They are just peeping up. For they are so many.”
“It is, as you may notice, it is difficult to maintain any form of objectivity when you walk through the V&A’s halls dedicated to Bowie. You have to keep your chin in your hand the whole time to not lose it in the floor.”
“But it also goes out in the spring weather in Knightsbridge, sneddandes through Hyde Park, with a strange feeling of just having been subjected to the ultimate narcissism: David Bowie and myself have saved all of this. In any temperature-controlled Store-stores have all of these clothes, napkins with textutkast and sketches of a visual collaboration with Klaus Nomi on Saturday Night Live, saved by the author himself. As if he already at the age of twelve knew that one day he will be honoured with just such an exhibition.”
“don’t in any way effect is to be enclosed of David bowie’s life that would be in a cocoon for an hour or two. But there are thoughts that are spinning in your head when you with the exhibition catalogue under the arm, somewhat reluctantly, in the end must leave the David Bowie Ice and venture out into reality again. For it is something with Bowie, which puts him a tad higher up in a pop historic cannon than some of their generation – whether they are named Bob Dylan, Lou Reed or Bruce Springsteen.”
“When I am writing this I am listening to bowie’s live album, Stage, recorded during the tour that also reached the Royal tennis hall in Stockholm in 1978 and is struck once again by how the constant framåtrörelsen in his music – and wardrobe – took place in a speed that lacks parallels in the history of music.”
“When I come back to The portobello hotel where I live during these days in London sitting the Van Morrison and eat an apple in the breakfast room. Yes, Van Morrison!”
“I love Van Morrison. Want to go back and press his hand and just say ”thanks for everything, especially Astral Weeks”. But he looks so angry and cross out as I do not dare. Klotrund, 1.57 long and hidden under a toque, he was sitting in his chair and smågrymtar while he puts in his apple.”
“I’ll let him be.”
“a Few hours later I come back to the hotel. Van Morrison sitting there again, in the breakfast room. But now he has taken of himself toppluvan and eat a pastry. Or if it is a slice of cake. It remains slightly unclear. But still can not help but be a little considerate study this Danny DeVito-shaped little lord in its correctly-fitting shoes shoes and the oversized – but for short – quilted jacket that it stands out a worn tweedkavaj in.”
“David Bowie would never, never have allowed another man to see him in this condition. David Bowie is – was and will remain, the consummate pop star.”
“You. Must. See. The. This. The exhibition. ”We can ask Heroesu002F just for one day”.”
“It is an order, not a recommendation.”
“the EXHIBITION David Bowie Is.”
“Victoria & Albert Museum, London.”