im going to update about michael jackson, just like the rest of the world. deal.
i have many many memories of michael jackson records being played in my house growing up. my most vivid was that we used to play the thriller album to the point where i swear we were going to break it, this in our basement of our first house on leonard street. when i was about 5 i remember my older brother jason and i proclaimed that we wanted to be professional dancers and really the only dance album i can recall listening to was thriller. we had what i now recall was a horrible beige and orange area rug in our basement (hey it was the 1980s) and i remember it was perfectly plush enough for us to bust our some really slammin dance moves on. i'm telling you, beat it has to be one of it not the best dance song of all time. FACT. i mean tell me you do not have a physical reaction to the opening tempo to beat it and sir or madame i shall call you a big fat liar!
my brother later that year privately told me that he was trading his dream of being a professional brother-sister dance team for that of a professional dirt bike rider. our relationship has never been the same since that betrayal.
i sincerely hope michael jackson is remembered for the musical genius that he was and not some of the unfortunate other things that went on in his private life. he changed the course of music and influenced countless artists that followed.
may we all wear one glove tomorrow in remembrance.