Disclaimer: Labyrinth is not mine cu cu ka choo.
It's a god-awful small affair…a tribute to the life work of Paul Anka, the film director who had made such profound cinema that had been the inspiration for so many other well known movies. Sarah takes a seat with the clearest view, an easy thing to do, given there are so few in attendance.
Gaze hooked to the silver screen, she immerses herself in his dream, and wonders about the man who had struck for fame, worn only on his tortured brow. Sarah has grown up since; no longer ambition or hope on her chartered course, out of bounds.
Only now a sunken dream. Only thoughts of another world… wonder if he ever knew.
Is there life on Mars?
AN: Paul Anka is a real person, though not a film director. He is the singer/songwriter who wrote the English lyric for Frank Sinatra's "My Way", a job originally given to a young and essentially unknown David Jones (Bowie) whose lyric the record company thought wasn't any good. So Bowie went on to write his own "My Way" song.
All explained by the man himself here in this brilliant documentary piece on the song (just remove the spaces): www. youtube. com/ watch?v= A5fV4KaMGbY
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