Once the realization set in, all I could do was cry and listen to the beloved Bowie songs I grew up with. That night I joined a packed theater at Alamo Drafthouse Lakeline thanks to James Pound who threw together an impromptu David Bowie dance party.

Revisiting the band M83’s “Hurry Up We’re Dreaming” Trilogy: three music videos over which unfolds a tale of the escape, chase, and subsequent freedom of a group supernaturally gifted children. It is awesome.