Today marks the tenth anniversary of David Bowie’s passing and that in itself feels rather strange to acknowledge. Ten years isn’t really that long, and yet it feels like the world has changed almost beyond recognition since then.

Growing up, I was never a fan of David Bowie’s music in the sense of actively seeking it out, but because I was born in the eighties, he was always there. His presence was constant, almost woven into the background of everyday life through radio, television, magazines and general pop culture.

And, of course, there was Labyrinth.

Even without listening particularly closely, he felt familiar. Everyone knew his name, his face, who he was and what he did, even if they couldn’t give specifics.

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