Heroes 

Before we found out B1 had issues with his stomach causing discomfort, he would cry pretty frequently after eating. It got really bad there toward the end of his minor symptoms, and frustrated I resorted to sarcastic humor as I often do. Since he wouldn’t stop crying, it reminded me of the line from Magic Dance by David Bowie.

I saw my baby, 

Crying hard as babes could cry 

What could I do? 

My baby’s love had gone,

And left my baby blue 

No body knew

What kind of magic spell to use. 

I had been singing it to B1 in an effort to calm him down, and listening to the track myself to calm ME down after B1’s crying fits. It just sort of became our thing there for a while, so it’s a bit depressing to hear of Bowie’s death this past Sunday.

A lot of his various works have spoken to me in recent years, but I admit I was never a completely loyal, all inclusive fan.   The biggest influences for me I think came mostly from the Labryinth, one of my favorite movies growing up. I wrote a post about it a while back: Dance Magic, Dance! (I’m posting from my phone and can’t hyperlink, but if you search for it you’ll find it in my archives)

The quote at the end of the movie when Sara finally defeats the goblin king really sort of solidified my feelings toward my recovery, which is what I wrote about. It was a celebration as I finally, and honestly let go of much of my anxiety regarding the last thing truly holding me back tethering me to the traumas past.

Of course the quote itself references the scenario in the movie, as Sara is trying to rescue her baby brother, the line delivered references “taking back the child you’ve stolen”, but applying it to myself and my recovery the child is a perfect metaphor for the innocence I lost in the midst of my darker period in life. 

Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom is as great.  You have no power over me.

Then, we have my all time favorite song, which I fell in love with ages ago, and shared on my Facebook page when I first learned of Bowie’s passing. Heroes. Now this one is tricky. I fell in love with it in middle school German class when our teacher brought in the German version for us to translate, but it also grew to have much more significance to me in later years. 

I, I will be king

And you, you will be queen

Though nothing, will drive them away

We can beat them, just for one day

We can be heroes, just for one day


And you, you can be mean

And I, I’ll drink all the time

‘Cause we’re lovers, and that is a fact

Yes we’re lovers, and that is that


Though nothing, will keep us together

We could steal time, just for one day

We can be heroes, forever and ever

What’d you say?


I, I wish you could swim

Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim

Though nothing, nothing will keep us together

We can beat them, forever and ever

Oh we can be heroes, just for one day


I, I will be king

And you, you will be queen

Though nothing will drive them away

We can be heroes, just for one day

We can be us, just for one day


I, I can remember 

Standing, by the wall

And the guns, shot above our heads 

And we kissed, as though nothing could fall

And the shame, was on the other side

Oh we can beat them, forever and ever

Then we could be heroes, just for one day


We can be heroes

Just for one day

We can be heroes


We’re nothing, and nothing will help us

Maybe we’re lying, then you better not stay

But we could be safer, just for one day


Basically, in the height of my troubled youth it spoke of hope, love, and peace. Things I’d never really experienced before. Then when I entered the dating world at 18 it was my anthem which sent me looking for love in all the wrong places, simply to experience solace and safety even if only for a short while. Now? It’s pretty much the same, although instead of being something I strive toward, it’s a reflection on myself during that time of my life.

Finally, another song but this time with happy memories. 

In our early dating years Hubs and I would frequently get out of the house and drive around on crazy random trips. One of my favorite was when we were searching high and low for supplies to brew some mead. 

Hubs has revolving hobbies. He’ll be intensly focused and borderline obsessed with one thing until he figures it out, or his ideas get too far ahead of him and he doesn’t have the funds or time to complete them. (or he gets distracted by something new) At that particular time his hobby of choice was home brewing, and he’d made a whole bunch of wines, some beer, and even attempted some apple reverse distilled whisky. None of them really turned out very well, and so we went on our next adventure to the land of mead. Which is basically a wine made with honey.

So away we went, one afternoon when we didn’t have anything better to do all across central Indiana to like nine different Walmarts looking for one particular ingredient that I don’t even remember now. Each and every store we walked into began playing Let’s Dance. It didn’t matter how far apart the stores were or how long it took us to get there. We walked in and there it went. 

Eventually, by the time we found what we were looking for Hubs and I were both dancing down the aisles of the store lip syncing away with Bowie. Our own mini flash mob lol. 

That adventure was so significant to both of us Let’s Dance made it into our wedding play list. 

It’s going to be a little weird going forward in the world knowing we’ve lost such a dynamic artist. The stars look different today.