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Thursday, 20 February 2014

In the studio last night we tried to find a live feed for the Brit Awards online, but even YouTube didn’t allow us to watch it because we weren’t in whatever country the feed was intended for. Obviously we were meant to watch it on ITV and take notice of the adverts, so we made do with having the official Twitter account for the awards on a monitor so we could keep up to date. We only wanted to watch it because as Nottingham’s top music show, we could have exclusively broken the news if Jake Bugg had won an award. I also wanted to keep an eye on things because Bugg was in the same category as David Bowie for best British male, and although Nottingham was collectively tweeting in Jake’s support, I wanted Bowie to win. David Bowie is a unique talent and not some lucky busker, so it was pretty obvious that the award would go to the lucky busker. That’s what usually happens, but I’m very pleased to say that common sense ruled in this category, and David Bowie took the award. That is to say he could have taken it if he had turned up, but Kate Moss turned up wearing one of Bowie’s old costumes (which we know is genuine now that we know he never threw anything away) and collected the award on his behalf.

I know Bowie is scared of flying, but I’m starting to wonder what his motivation is behind all the secrecy. He has hardly been seen out and about since his last tour, aside from occasion shopping trips, and since releasing The Next Day he hasn’t made a single appearance. Is it because he knows that it doesn’t matter if he isn’t there, making the mystique stronger every day? Or is it simply that he can’t be arsed? I suspect there’s an element of the two in there somewhere, if you’re the only rock star that can get away with this sort of behavior and not play the publicity game then you milk that ability don’t you? On the other hand, he is actually playing the publicity game skillfully and with a reserved dignity. Had he arrived on stage at the Brits, the place would have gone batshit crazy. He genuinely is the only musician these days who has managed to become an enigma, Michael Jackson and Prince played with the concept, Freddie Mercury enjoyed socializing and Axl Rose is just regarded as a petulant bell end these days.

The other theory is that by not appearing anywhere (and I was disappointed that he didn’t show up at the press launch for David Bowie Is last year at the V&A) he is building up mysterious credits for when he finally announces a tour. That will be the announcement that turns the country into a remake of It’s A Mad Mad Mad Mad World.

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