The Thin White Duke Brings Hope

I went to see David Bowie on Friday. David Bowie is a Rock God. I can barely begin to explain the energy that surrounded this show. But I'm going to give it a whirl (and in doing so, I'm going to sound remarkably like a whacked out crystal clenching non showering date eating doesn't believe in Western medicine passivist, but you know, whatevs).
Here's the set-list as best as I can remember (there may be flaws as I was preoccupied with my aura and the girl in the pink bunny costume)
Rebel Rebel
New Killer Star
Reality
Cactus
All The Young Dudes
China Girl
I've Been Waiting For You
Slip Away
Days
Modern Love
The Loneliest Guy
The Man Who Sold The World
Hallo Spaceboy
Sunday
Under Pressure
Life On Mars?
Ashes To Ashes
White Light, White Heat
I'm Afraid Of Americans
"Heroes"

Encore:

Hang On To Yourself
Five Years
Suffragette City
Ziggy Stardust

His performance was flawless. He was beautiful. Seeing a truly amazing artist like Bowie gives me hope that there is still some humanity on this earth; that there is still some culture, art and creativity that stems less from from imitation and more from a truly living soul. While he was playing, the mood at Jones Beach was one of awe, inspiration, adoration and community. And I thought if we could all do away with the bitterness, greed, self doubt, anger, selfishness and blame that seems to plague our lives and this world, just for a moment, we'd see how unimportant and insignificant we are as individuals and how great we could become if we just listened to eachother and took responsibility for ourselves, our neighbors our firends and our loved ones.