Bowie, Prince And The Moral Obligation Of Blasphemy
When David Bowie died last year my heart sank, not just because we had lost one of the last truly innovative artists, who was still producing relevant music in his sixties, but because I knew what was about to come. A few months later and it was Prince. I’m not that enamoured with Prince, but it was clear that the world would be that much greyer without his particular shade of purple colouring my periphery. The initial sense of sadness…
