[lil-evil]

25.09.2013 в 22:27

Пишет  leotart:

«David watched his wife in the mirror as she left, a gut feeling of a future sadness. Then he fixed his eyes back on the face in front of him. And froze.
He saw not a person but a monster. A Frankenstein jigsaw. An eternity of human dreams and fears in one grotesquely gorgeous visage.
He was the kabukimono. He was Beethoven's 'Ode To Joy'. He was the Martian invasion of H.G. Wells. He was the cosmic symphony of Gustav Holst. He was the twentieth-century temple of Greta Garbo. He was the lightning bolt on a blackshirt pamphlet. He was the rock of Elvis Presley and the roll of Little Richard. He was the unidentified object twinkling on a RAF radar screen. He was the pit excavated by Professor Quatermass. He was the madness of Vince Taylor. He was the surface of Andy Warhol and the soul of the Velvet Underground. He was the lonely mystery of Moondog. He was The Legendary Stardust Cowboy. He was Iggy Pop. He was as queer as a clockwork orange. He was all of these things combined into this one fabulous beast. This thing called Ziggy Stardust»

«Ziggy Stardust lives on in more than plaques and ageing mortar, more than in his music and the twenty-first century ubiquity of his flash-bisected image. He lives not in the past, but in today's present and tomorrow's future. In words, in music, in fashion and in art. In pout, in posture, in silver nails and feather boa. In the undying, invincible flash of youth. In the heroic bedroom hopes of escape in every stifling, backwater Nothingville on Earth. In every spat-upon nobody who looks in the mirror with the blind faith that they are a superstar. In everyone who chooses not to be a radio but a colour television set.
And in all who cherish the beautiful truth of his dying gospel. That we, all of us human beings, are glittering, glamorous miracles of existence in a near fourteen-billion-year-old story of cosmic creation. Modeled from the same galactic clay. Woven from the same microscopic threads of stellar flotsam. Each one of us, it's true, as 'won-der-ful!' as he sang.
For we are all made of stardust. We are all Ziggy Stardust»