Does anyone else remember seeing Klaus Nomi performing with David Bowie on Saturday Night Live in 1979? I did and recall thinking it seemed like aliens had landed and gotten really good booking agents.
Since I was too busy learning my phone number around that time, I didn't give the scary monsters another thought. Until I saw the cover for Simple Man somewhere in my travels and thought, oh, they must have cleared Klaus for landing again.
My next close encounter was this morning when I watched the documentary The Nomi Song. I'd read something about it and thought I should learn a little more.
Und I did.
There are some interesting interview clips with people who collaborated with and supported Klaus on his rise to the middle of the new wave performing fringe and some of the stage footage is definitely captivating. His great pipes and presence are on clearly displayed but so is a real feeling of loneliness.
This slice of life doc is chock full of creativity, betrayal and tragedy. Or as it's known around here -- Sunday.
And if you hated that, you might like this - The Mayor of Sunset Strip.