Archive for June 25th, 2009

There Are No Words

I’m sure by now everyone has heard the news. Michael Jackson, an American icon, and in my opinion, THE American icon, has died.

And I? Am devastated. Which should come as no surprise to most of you after hearing me confess my love for the 80’s multiple times.

When I was little, my mom would sing to me, but she only had two songs she liked to sing. One was a lullaby – I called it the pretty horses lullaby. The other was ABC by the Jackson 5. As I grew older, I would listen to Michael’s music on the radio, but it wasn’t until I was 14 and we finally got cable(hello MTV and VH1)¬†that I fell in love with MJ. I remember back in the mid 90’s, VH1 played a 48 hour Michael Jackson marathon. For the entire weekend it was nothing but Michael Jackson music videos, concert footage and short movies that he had made. And I recorded every video and the full concert from the Dangerous tour in Bucharest (’92). I shamlessly practiced the moonwalk and other dance moves, namely those to Thriller and Smooth Criminal.¬† Sometimes I would just watch in pure awe and amazement that so much talent could exist in one human being. It was around that time that I saved up enough money to buy the History album – a two-disk greatest hits-type album that was about $40, more than I had ever spent on a CD or on much of anything at that time. Eventually I bought other albums. Bad, Dangerous, and The Jackson 5 greatest hits. When Invincible came out, I bought that too.

All that to say, I’m a fan. And despite all the rumors and lawsuits, I truly never believed he was guilty, and still don’t. It’s not a popular belief, but neither is dancing in your basement to old Michael Jackson videos. I’ve always considered him the most talented¬†entertainer to ever live.

I always thought he would make a comeback. Do a sell-out tour somewhere, put out a couple of new songs and eventually another album. I had high hopes and expectations and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine today would come so soon. When I heard about the London shows, I tried to get tickets. I was willing to fly to London JUST to see Michael Jackson perform. But, they were sold out. I was a little bummed but I assumed there would be other chances. Like I said, I never thought today would come. He was larger than life in my eyes. Death was not an option.

But apparently it is. And it’s strange to feel this sad over someone I never knew, but I do. He was more iconic than anyone else living today. A living legend, who is now, just a legend. I’m sad. I’m heartbroken. It’s more than just the death of a man. It’s the end of an era. The King of Pop is gone forever and I just can’t quite grasp it, or maybe I don’t want to.

I also don’t want to forget the other legends that passed away this week – Ed McMahon and Farrah Fawcett. RIP you two.

I read something on Twitter that made me smile this evening, so I’ll leave you with this:

Somewhere in heaven Johnny Carson has a great show tonite. His sidekick back, an angel for a first guest, and a thriller of a musical act.

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