I was supremely shocked at the news of Michael Jackson's death. As I was driving down the highway with my daughter, she received a text message from a friend. Then I heard it on the radio, confirming the stunning news.
Michael Jackson: a musical icon, a legend, the King of Pop.
He set the standard as a songwriter, dancer, musical genius, and a phenomenal performer. No doubt, he was one to watch and listen to. The way he moved, his feet in motion, his swift twirls, his trademark musical sounds, his groundbreaking music videos. It was how Michael Jackson showed us who he was.
I remember watching his Thriller video on MTV in the 80's when I visited at my best friend's house. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, even when he turned at the end with those freaky eyes, revealing his ghoulish secret to the audience.
I remember listening to his tearful rendition of "She's Out of My Life" on the radio and found myself wanting to cry right along with him. He had a way of drawing you in emotionally through his authenticity.
I memorized every song on his release, Thriller; I was a huge fan.
I drew a pencil/charcoal rendering of Michael in his trademark red jacket, only it was in black and white since I hadn't broken into color at the time. But it was my feeble attempt to show the world (or at least my art classmates at Morris County Vocational School) I was a fan.
I remember the trends he started with the clothing, accessories, and other items, especially the single glittery white glove he was famous for wearing.
I remember my dad noting my overt fascination with Michael. I guess it was obvious considering how I played his music all the time and watched him avidly on TV whenever I had the chance.
My favorite songs by Michael were "She's out of my life," "Beat it," "Billie Jean," and "Rock with You." One thing I noticed about Michael's voice: it was so different from anyone else I had ever heard. His vocals were unique. He set his own style. He was a true artist in every sense of the word.
And that is how I choose to remember him. His music marked my adolescence and my heart. I will truly miss all that he was and the genius he imparted to music and to the world.
Michael Jackson: R.I.P.
Thanks for the unforgettable memories.
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