Michael….I love you
Well, as everyone on the planet knows, Michael Jackson died on Thursday.
I wish I could write a proper tribute, but I don’t really know what to say that would make it different from every other tribute, or an announcement in a newspaper or something.
I guess all I can do is say how he touched my life. he was a musician without borders, reaching out and collaborating with soul singers and rockstars, even though he was usually classified as some sort of 80’s “pop.” whatever that means. In reality, I think Michael Jackson was a little bit of everything. I think thats part of what makes it “ok” for me, a rock/metal fan, to listen to his music. If slash and Eddie Van Halen can collaborate with him, why can’t I give it a spin? MJ became a hero to me for a long time…I haven’t listened to him in ages now but when I do the magic is always still there. He still has a very special place in my heart, and I’m so sorry he passed.
I thought I’d just post a comment I found around the net that I think give great testament to his role in music history and how he impacted our lives:
“I woke up from a nap and there were three text messages on my phone. Nobody ever texts me, so I knew it must have been big news. I thought there was a fire or something. Turned out, Michael Jackson is dead. I was startled, to say the least, because MJ never seemed like the kind of person that could, you know, die. To be honest, he never really registered in my consciousness as being a person; Michael Jackson was the androgynous sexual panic of “Billie Jean,” the breathless seduction of “P.Y.T.,” the thrilling kitsch of “Thriller,” the chattering afro-popisms of “Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’.” The idea that he had a human body, one that needed food and air and sleep, never really clicked in my mind. But then again, I guess that’s to be expected. I mean, how can a mere human being really be thought to be capable of creating something as monstrous, as mechanical, as all-encompassing, and as awesome as Thriller? This kid wasn’t the king of pop; he was the whole damn kingdom. And we, the audience, are not his loyal subjects; we’re just reading the travel brochures.”
-Lazylo Matyas, review on Amazon.com
Truly, Michael Jackson was super-human to us. he eats and drinks and needs sleep, just like anyone. But somehow, he still seems to be from a different world altogether…someone to high up for any of us to ever know or relate to. He doesn’t seem like the kind of being who could die…and especially not so soon.
I feel for his kids, his family, his friends, the performers who were looking forward to the chance of a lifetime to get to work with him on his upcoming London shows…and then for the other fans such as myself, who loved him, and truly do feel the loss…
I hope he finally gets some good rest…
and I just wanted to post my favorite MJ song…PYT :)