Rockers are mortal, after all

It wasn’t always this way for me, but within the past couple of years the deaths of people I don’t know have taken on a whole new dimension. Whether I knew the person or not–and particularly if they were somebody famous for one reason or another– the first thing I want to know is howContinue reading “Rockers are mortal, after all”

Life imitating Art

The death of David Bowie has continued to resonate with me this week. And an example of this came from an everyday incident that turned into a haunting encounter with his music in a Chicago cemetery. I was driving south on Western Avenue yesterday, on my way to pick up my older daughter from playContinue reading “Life imitating Art”

Art, Religion, and David Bowie

¬†This is a tale about art and religion, with some David Bowie added in for good measure. The story begins in a Catholic grammar school during the 1970s and early 1980s. The pastor of my parish was an elderly man who called every boy “Butch” and every girl “Sissy.” The priest’s name will not beContinue reading “Art, Religion, and David Bowie”

A Farewell to David Bowie

  I’d be lying if I said I was a huge David Bowie fan prior to January, 2016. But the circumstances around his shocking death, two days after his 69th birthday, have forced me to re-evaluate things. The loss of Bowie is a reminder of his enormous¬†influence on the world of music, fashion, cinema, andContinue reading “A Farewell to David Bowie”