Stardust


It seems that January has not been a good month for classic artists.  Already we have already lost Natalie Cole, David Bowie, Alan Rickman and Glen Frey. Then Celine Dion lost her husband and brother.  And it is barely the third week of the year.

It is hard to believe that some of these amazing talents are no longer with us; that they are now the dust of the stars, and if we are lucky, we might see a glance when we look up on a clear night. The news of Bowie and Rickman actually hit me pretty hard, and I am not one to get upset at the passing of celebrities whom I have never met.  Jim Henson affected me, as did Robin Williams…

And I think that one of the reasons is that all of them had this amazing ability to wow us, to make us think, to make us laugh, and sometimes to make us cry.  They were all bursts of light and creativity. They entertained us in ways we could have never even imagined.

In a world of Kardasians, and where people get famous by twerking, leaking a sex tape, or by simply wearing a “man-bun”, Cole, Rickman, Frey and Bowie are people who were so brilliantly talented, that they dazzled us. It is sad to think that these talents are gone, not only because I grew up listening to or watching them, but also because they truly seemed to have been good people. And the world just seems a little more dull.

It makes me wonder, will this new generation on millennials ever reach that level of creativity and talent?  In a time when it seems dumber is better as long as it looks good, what kind of true talent is out there now that we are losing these great musicians and actors?  How many of the new Hollywood can actually pull off Shakespeare? How many can truly make us feel something as we are watching the screen?

And as for music, how many young artist can truly pull off morphing themselves into so many characters…just for the hell and thrill of it?  And the parting gift Bowie left his fans, a hauntingly beautiful album, again showing his brilliance,talent and amazing vision.

And so it is, as I get older, that I appreciate so much more those who came before me, those whom I have watched and listen to, those who have entertained and dazzled, just by the shear brilliance of their talent. I simultaneously hope and look forward to seeing what the next generation of young whippersnappers comes up with…because they have some mighty shoes to fill.

 

 

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