I guess if you’re going to pick someone to write about on the eclipse day, Klaus Nomi would be the guy. Nomi was an anomaly in the NYC music scene in the 70’s and 80’s. A gay German immigrant who was a classically trained opera singer who looked like he came from another planet. There’s a fantastic documentary out there called The Nomi Song, which does a great job of telling his story, so I won’t go into it. Go find it, buy it, and bask in the beauty of a alien who graced us with his presence.
Nomi’s music was equal parts operatic, quirky synth driven post punk and too weird to be called new wave. For me, it was really inspiring and beyond the make up, Rocky Horror space suit wings and theatrical performances, the music itself really reflected a lot of the noises that constantly run through my head. Get passed the image and the kitsch and give Klaus Nomi a serious listen. Also, check out Urgh! A Music War, because that’s pretty great. The whole thing is on You Tube as a play list.