david bowie: my accidental hero

david bowie

When my friend found herself deserted two days before the show, she called and invited me to take her second ticket. We arrived six hours before showtime and lined up by the fence. About five hours later, the gates were opened. A peaceful stampede covered the stadium, filling the general-admission floor within minutes. [Damn, people were so much nicer then… it was the most mellow crowd-rush I’ve ever seen.]

We landed about fifteen feet from the stage. I wasn’t the fanatic my friend was, but I never said no to a rock show. And this was definitely a show.

It was amazing and it made me a huge fan within minutes. Rebel Rebel, Fashion, Heroes, Fame… it was just… incredible.

Farewell, Mr. Bowie. We will miss you.

David Bowie (8 January 1947 – 10 January 2016)

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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2 Responses to david bowie: my accidental hero

  1. stephieann8 says:

    What a loss 😦

    Liked by 1 person

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