I woke up bleary-eyed and overslept this morning, but was very quickly shocked into consciousness while catching up with Twitter happenings overnight.

One tweet, no it can’t be true!

Two tweets. Maybe it is a bad joke?

Three tweets. This really can’t be happening! He just released a new studio album!

Ten tweets, news websites, and various other sources… all confirm something I really don’t want to accept: David Bowie passed away overnight last night from complications of liver cancer. The would be Spaceman has finally returned back to the stars.

While I am a child of the early 70’s, the start of David Bowie’s career was really before my time. His early career, filled with bizarre works such as “The Laughing Gnome” and “Hunky Dory” were released before I was even born.  Even “Space Oddity”, which is still one of my favorite albums of his, was released the year before I even existed. That did not stop me from latching onto everything Bowie from an early age after having my musical horizons broaded at an early age by my oldest brother Kernos. Now when I think David Bowie the mental definition I reference has more than just music in it, but transcends that genre branching out into television, film, charity work, and even more. He was a kind, social being, a man I would gladly attempt to model my general enthusiasm and zest for life after.

But he will always be “Ziggy Stardust” to me.