This is one of those posts that make me think we must be sisters from another father or something (well, except for the Osmonds).* Yes, exactly so: I don't even own any Bowie (my collection is mostly classical), but in many ways I never needed to. His music has been the soundtrack of my adult life. He permeated the culture in ways that few individuals have ever managed.

My SO and I went to see the V&A's exhibition on him when it moved to Paris; it was housed at the new Philharmonie concert hall, and just across the way, at the Cité de la Musique, an exhibition to make Pierre Boulez's 90th birthday was about to open. Then to lose them both, within less than a week ... I was saddened by Boulez's death, but profoundly shocked by Bowie's. He seemed immortal.

*Still never seen Labyrinth, check. Loved his Tesla, check.