Pretty terrible yes but also terribly pretty: Bowie left us a gift. We continue, in our grief, to be shockingly lucky. ;)

Yes, loved in return, to a degree that to this day I sometimes feel like I can't quite fathom. Art really does make it possible to approach and see and touch all the things that are so overwhelming to us, doesn't it? Your words moved me too - it's odd that we both had such striking musical experiences around our dads'…

Thank you so much for sharing this with me. The very week my dad died, my favorite act U2 released No Line on the Horizon (an album that I know is not universally admired by fans but that is so full of God and noise and that I know he absolutely would have loved). The first time I was truly alone after his death I…

I saw the news and then downloaded the new album and went for a drive to be alone with the idea of him being dead for a minute before I started work.

I'm just starting to dig into Blackstar, and so far I'm loving the contrast between the slow-trance weightiness and the sort of scrappy immediacy. Having lost my father to cancer I can say that the experience very much contains both of those things within its mystery.

This is very funny, but my favorite was Ricky telling Karl that he'd learned Bowie listened to the podcast, and then slipping into a low-key Bowie impression: "Iman, I'm just listening to Pilkington. I love his kooky outlook on life."

The pre-credits/credits sequence of that movie capture the entire mysterious adolescent feeling of art and sex and identity and music in a way that will always make it so, so special to me. And God bless Ol' Sourpuss Brian Eno for Needle in the Camel's Eye.

I was thinking earlier "How many gods do we have left who not only embrace being gods but are worthy of it? No, Paul McCartney does not count."

Every picture of Robert Smith is the exact same picture of Robert Smith.

Don't tempt them!

He's transforming the way we feel about him as we feel it! To go so quickly from a feeling of grief to something that for me now feels inspired and vibrant - what an incredible gift.

Perfect articulation of what I've been thinking today. It fills me with joy, really.

Decided to take a quick drive before work to give the new album a first listen and holy shit the title track. Very few people are able to make the act of living an art; how many fewer manage to do the same for dying? I'm not even sad anymore. I'm enthralled.

Modern Love (from Let's Dance)

I was just thinking "Won't he almost immediately start to feel like a strange elegant myth that didn't actually exist?"

This doesn't seem possible somehow.

I miss looking forward to GoT. I have close to zero interest at this point, which sucks, because it was really fun for a while.

La piscine
J'adore la piscine
Towels sunscreen bathing suits
Diving boards and towels
Those ladders
Towels

That Jeffrey Characterwheaties is one multi-talented guy.

I don't think you're going to get more of a Harris catharsis from Scott than the intro/outro to Not Farts and Pro 4. If you haven't yet read them yet, the Tumblr post and NYT remembrance from Aziz Ansari are both extremely lovely and genuinely hilarious.