I watched the finale of "Battlestar" at the Television Academy surrounded by cast, crew, friends and family. Bear was sitting right behind me. When the credits rolled at the end I was desperately trying to bury my streaming face into my wife's arm to avoid unmanly embarrassment. As soon as I pulled myself together I span round and grabbed Bear's hand. His name got the biggest cheer in the credits. He is the 13th cylon. He is out of this world. When most series rely on a collage of recent popular hits, Bear created his own musical mythology to match that of Ron Moore's characters. Taiko drums, uilleann pipes, ancient mantras, metallic shards of noise that largely avoid conventional melody with the occasional Dylan lyric. Epic. Unique and completely original. A foreign sound that hits right home. An Emmy in waiting... I still run to this stuff on my iPod, it is my "Eye of the Tiger" - as soon as it comes on I am Apollo again. And I fly Vipers and win.
You 200% win, Jamie.