my first record (vinyl) was thriller.
at some point a relative bought me a michael jackson doll when i was little. it had one glove.
while i wasn't a huge fan of anything besides his early stuff, i can respect what he did for the african american community. despite everything that he was accused of later in life, he was an amazing musician. a consummate entertainer.
look at what happens to most child celebrities. everyone from drew barrymore to the kids from "different strokes". you become a breadwinner early in life, your parents see you as their meal ticket, childhood is lost. i feel really sorry for him. in watching that big documentary years back i just got the feeling that he was still so very much this little lost boy who needed a hug.
when i found out he had died i walked into my kitchen and announced to my roommate "this one's for my dead homie!" and poured out some of the corona i was drinking in the sink.
RIP MJ
xoxo mjm
"we can make it right hit the city lights..."
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