Resisting temptation, I didn't buy one of these yesterday.
It didn't make up for never having seen him perform live (coulda, woulda, shoulda).
But it was probably the next best thing.
I'm not sure what I was expecting.
Maybe a visual timeline of a remarkable career.
Which it is.
Yet it's so much more.
Yes, there's a big focus on Bowie's considerable creative output.
But there's also a strong sense of someone always concerned with the detail, of someone who always manages to retain control.
The exhibition, not unexpectedly, starts at the beginning, with Bowie's childhood, the defining influences (family members, music, literature, art, theatre) of those early days and the striving to just stand out.
But then chronology goes out the window and we're taken all over the place.
So many of the exhibits are from the man himself. Clearly, decluttering hasn't featured much along the way and, fortunately for us, he's hung on to so much.
There are the iconic outfits (to fit the 26 and a half inch waist) for whichever persona.
There are the handwritten on sheets of lined notepaper song lyrics.
There are the ideas boards for album covers, for set designs, for a stage musical of 1984 (which apparently failed in getting the nod from Orwell's widow).
There are the paintings from his Berlin days and recovery from those times when cocaine was his fuel of choice.
There are the theatre and film clips (including that personal favourite, Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence).
There's the spectacular floor to roof wall of videos of some memorable performances (and the much missed Mick Ronson) surrounded by the actual costumes.
And always, courtesy of the nifty Sennheiser headsets, that unmistakeable voice and the music, such memory evoking music.
If you do go to see the exhibition, expect to be in the company of large numbers of others (one big negative) as you experience each section and allow yourself much more than the V&A's suggested 90 minutes (it took me more than 3 hours to get round and I'm sure I didn't get to see everything). Oh, and leave your camera at home as photography is verboten.
* David Bowie