A little melancholy
On the day he passed, I made a post about how I was a huge Michael Jackson fan when I was in high school (specifically, my freshman year). I wasn't as huge a fan when the Bad album came out, and after that album, I pretty much lost interest. But his music still speaks to me of that era of my life. It brings back memories.
I forgot that today was his memorial. Had I remembered, I might have Tivoed it. But with a reminder, I've been on-line and looking at some pictures and reading some articles, and my heart kinda hurts.
Because when you strip away all the glitz and the glamour and the scandal (which I don't have an opinion on) and the weirdness, he was a man, an incredible entertainer, but more to the point, a brother, an uncle, a father, and a friend. I feel for him, and for his children and his siblings. He could have had anything he wanted, but didn't have what he needed. Or if he did, he didn't realize it.
So often (though not always) the most brilliant artists are also the most tormented. And so it seems it was with Michael Jackson.
I just . . . don't quite know what to do with all of this.
And on the totally opposite end of the spectrum, I've watched the first half of this video entirely too much in the past couple of days.
I forgot that today was his memorial. Had I remembered, I might have Tivoed it. But with a reminder, I've been on-line and looking at some pictures and reading some articles, and my heart kinda hurts.
Because when you strip away all the glitz and the glamour and the scandal (which I don't have an opinion on) and the weirdness, he was a man, an incredible entertainer, but more to the point, a brother, an uncle, a father, and a friend. I feel for him, and for his children and his siblings. He could have had anything he wanted, but didn't have what he needed. Or if he did, he didn't realize it.
So often (though not always) the most brilliant artists are also the most tormented. And so it seems it was with Michael Jackson.
I just . . . don't quite know what to do with all of this.
And on the totally opposite end of the spectrum, I've watched the first half of this video entirely too much in the past couple of days.