The past few months the world has lost some greats: David Bowie, Glenn Frey, Merle Haggard and, most recently, Prince. While deference is given to all of these giants, the ones that seem to have struck the cultural nerve most profoundly are David Bowie and, here at bringforth, Prince. Having come of age with “Purple Rain”, “Kiss”, “Little Red Corvette” and so many others, his passing seems unbearably sad.
It is a weird thing to have, in many ways, grown up with someone, had them provide the background vocals to your Life and then suddenly they are just gone, back into the ether. In thinking about this sadness that will not shake, it strikes one how powerful music is; the way it unites, transforms and shapes people and the world as a whole. But, it is not just about the music and the art, no, what it is about most profoundly is the artist. These men and women who never quite seemed to be of this world but, rather, that other world. A world that encompasses everything and everyone and transcends time and space and elevates beauty and Truth to their highest points and, kindly, bring us along for the ride.
A while back we wrote about how much pleasure can be found in the contrary and artists like Prince embody the contrary. They belong not to a gender, to a culture, to a time or to a place. No, they belong to everyone and no one but themselves all at the same time. It is strange, contradictory and magic. So, as sad as this all is, all we can do is thank the Starman and the Purple One and all of the others who see Life as it really is, turn it into something beautiful and let us all share in the magic and the mystery. Thank you to all of the greats, who always bringforth, ever so beautifully.