Many of my friends and associates in Kansas City are suffused with joy by an annual tribute to David Bowie. Their exaltation gladdens me. I sensed the communal ecstasy while taking in a couple minutes of a livestream of a sold out show at recordBar on Saturday, January 25.
After hitting a jazz gig, I paid $25 to enter recordBar’s small sister venue miniBar that night to catch Chicago footwork pioneer Traxman’s final North American show prior to his European tour.
About three dozen people danced to the innovator’s electronic beats. Mesmerized, I doubled my daily step count without realizing I’d been moving. I knew Bowie- an artist famously loath to repeat himself- was with me in spirit.