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The Brits was mostly its usual fare – irritating in very large part.
OK, we had a couple of good bits – I’m a bit of a sucker for Adele’s chat and much as I try to hate Coldplay you have to admire the boy’s desperate attempts at being a decent bloke. And Ant and Dec made us smile from time to time.
But then, in the blink of an eye, it transcended.
We had Bowie’s eulogy.
The moment we all needed.
The funeral he never had.
Gary Oldman stepped onto the stage and the place hushed.
Jeez, I’m filling up again just writing this, like I did listening to Gary Oldman talk about his pal, David Bowie.
My Brit baiting is over. This was momentous and any show that can have this sort of effect deserves to exist.
This was his opening line.
“We are coming to terms with the magnitude of David’s passing. The Jones family lost a husband and a father. Those closest to David lost a dear friend and the world lost a man, an artist of transcendent talent.”
“A transcendent talent.”
Now, I can exaggerate like the best of you but this was no exaggeration. This was the stone cold truth. The world is a worse place without David Bowie and if you need final proof of that listen to Black Star. Black Star isn’t just a good Bowie album, it’s one of his best and it is THE best record released in 2016.
And that’s a fact.
Oldman’s speech was what the world needed. I admit I finally shed a tear for David Jones. I could not possibly have been alone in that.
Then Lorde did Life on Mars.
My only real criticism would be of the awful lighting that dogged the entire Brits. But, that aside, it too was a suitable tribute.
This is all of it.
(Oldman’s eulogy, preceded by Annie Lennox’s intro and followed by Lorde’s extraordinary performance.)