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What Bowie lacked in organisation, he made up for in enthusiasm. That explained the arms full of recording equipment he was lugging around Diagon Alley on his way to a young up-and-coming musician he was attempting to mentor. You see despite the incredible voice and multitalented instrumental ability, Bowie didn’t feel he had the charisma or showmanship to be a successful musician himself. He did however feel he had the skills to help produce another generation of musicians. After several years of floating around between jobs, providing backing vocals and instrumentals, working in recording studios and currently working as a recording technician at a music record label, Bowie had got to the point he was considering just working for himself.
If only he had the confidence to jump into the deep end.
Sauntering down the south side of the street, his attention was distracted somewhat by the display in the front of Atticus’ to the point that he accidentally bumped into the wall and dropped the box of supplies he was carrying. “Oh Merlin’s left sock” he muttered, shaking his head but also laughing at himself for his clumsiness.
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