David Bowie last won a Brit award back in 1984, when the awards were called the BPI awards, some 30 years ago. That was until he one a a Brit at this years awards at the age of 67 fighting off he commentaries for the best male artist. He is now the oldest ever winner of a Brit a award and for good reason.
What David Bowie has always brought to the industry, even in his advancing years is, is artistic daring, intellectual brilliance, sexual allure, emotional punch, crowd-pleasing appeal and simple musical genius.None of this has left him as the years have gone on. He is everything a popular music artist should be and he have combined that with longevity.
I have always loved his music and saw him live many years ago in an incredible concert that blew me away at the time and left me with memories that have never faded. On of my all time favorite songs goes back to his first album and is a song called "Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud". The lyrics are below rather than a video because YouTube always decide to stop sharing the videos after awhile.
"Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud"
Solemn faced
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the Wild Eyed Boy imprisoned
'Neath the covered wooden shaft
Folds the rope
Into its bag
Blows his pipe of smolders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some
As the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary son
From the mountain called Freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to decide
So the village Dreadful yawns
Pronouncing gross diversion
As the label for the dog
Oh "It's the madness in his eyes"
As he breaks the night to cry:
"It's really Me
Really You
And really Me
It's so hard for us to really be
Really You
And really Me
You'll lose me though I'm always
really free"
And the mountain moved its eyes
To the world of realize
Where the snow had saved a place
For the Wild Eyed Boy
from Freecloud
And the village Dreadful cried
As the rope began to rise
For the smile stayed on the face
Of the Wild Eyed Boy
from Freecloud
And the women once proud
Clutched the heart of the crowd
As the boulders smashed down from the mountain's hand
And the Magic in the stare
Of the Wild Eyed Boy said
"Stop, Freecloud
They won't think to cut me down"
But the cottages fell
Like a playing card hell
And the tears on the face
Of the Wise Boy
Came tumbling down
To the rumbling ground
And the missionary mystic of peace/love
Stumbled to cry among the clouds
Kicking back the pebbles
From the Freecloud mountain
It was great to see him win something again and it is only right. Popular muisic is just that music that is popular with a majority of the public and not exclusive to the younger generations. Awards are about good music and should be given on artistic merit. David Boiwe ticks all the boxes and it is nice to see someone in the music business for so long winning an award again.