I think I have managed to..
break my record of taking a break from posting on this journal.
So many things changed since I last wrote. I changed my job (very wise decision), became a manager. Went to an astrology course, loved it. Reconnected with some old friends, made some new ones. Thought I was in love, it turned out I was wrong. Visited London in June, this time I dragged my mother with me, and as I expected she fell in love with the city. Saw Placebo on 24th of June in Istanbul (it was supposed to be on 23rd, but that alone deserves another entry)
Also, this has become the summer which I rediscovered Michael Jackson. And I'm still angry with myself that it took his tragic death for me to realize how much I loved the man and his music.
I grew up in the 80's. Despite, the countless "the decade forgot the taste" jokes, I loved it. The music for me was the best, and it still is. Michael was a big part of my childhood and also my teenage years, when I was growing up. I wasn't a fanatic, but his presence was always there. I am old enough to remember The Thriller Madness, The Moonwalk, Bad, Smooth Criminal. I remember watching Moonwalker in movie theater and trying to make sense of it. :) I remember trying to do "anti-gravity lean" in Smooth Criminal and failing hopelessly of course. He was the soundtrack of my teenage years.
Then came the 90's. I started going through my rebel phase. My music tastes were changing at that time, I was becoming a more indie/alternative rock girl. I didn't even give a chance to Dangerous. At least that what I was telling my friends at the time, cause I remember finding myself humming to Who Is It or Give In To me many times. :) After a while, I became totally indifferent to him.
There is one thing always make me feel better: I have never believed that molestation charges. I always maintained my belief about his innocence. I was stupid enough to abandon his music, but at least I wasn't stupid enough to believe this crap.
I was on my way to work when I heard his death. There are no words for what I felt at the moment. I was so stunned, I couldn't find my voice for a few minutes. It's been two months since he's gone, but it still feels surreal for me. The sadness is still here. Also, the sheer unfairness of the situation makes me really angry. This man, despite being a musical genius, spent the most of his life being ridiculed, misunderstood, condemned by the world. And just he was about to make his comeback, he's gone. If that's not unfair, I don't know what it is. I am trying to overcome my sadness by listening him non-stop, and joining online MJ communities and lurking in ONTD’s MJ Parties.
I know many people who rediscovered him after his death, so I know his legacy will live on. I hope people will remember him as the musical genius he was, not the tragic figure who was so unfairly treated by media and some money hungry jerks. I believe he was good man who was too naive for this world and therefore unfortunately let himself to be surrounded by leeches. A youtube comment I have seen today sums what I think about him:
"Quite possibly one of the most misunderstood, exploited and condemned individuals to have ever lived. And probably one of the most beautiful hearts to have ever walked the Earth."
Rest in Peace Mike...
So many things changed since I last wrote. I changed my job (very wise decision), became a manager. Went to an astrology course, loved it. Reconnected with some old friends, made some new ones. Thought I was in love, it turned out I was wrong. Visited London in June, this time I dragged my mother with me, and as I expected she fell in love with the city. Saw Placebo on 24th of June in Istanbul (it was supposed to be on 23rd, but that alone deserves another entry)
Also, this has become the summer which I rediscovered Michael Jackson. And I'm still angry with myself that it took his tragic death for me to realize how much I loved the man and his music.
I grew up in the 80's. Despite, the countless "the decade forgot the taste" jokes, I loved it. The music for me was the best, and it still is. Michael was a big part of my childhood and also my teenage years, when I was growing up. I wasn't a fanatic, but his presence was always there. I am old enough to remember The Thriller Madness, The Moonwalk, Bad, Smooth Criminal. I remember watching Moonwalker in movie theater and trying to make sense of it. :) I remember trying to do "anti-gravity lean" in Smooth Criminal and failing hopelessly of course. He was the soundtrack of my teenage years.
Then came the 90's. I started going through my rebel phase. My music tastes were changing at that time, I was becoming a more indie/alternative rock girl. I didn't even give a chance to Dangerous. At least that what I was telling my friends at the time, cause I remember finding myself humming to Who Is It or Give In To me many times. :) After a while, I became totally indifferent to him.
There is one thing always make me feel better: I have never believed that molestation charges. I always maintained my belief about his innocence. I was stupid enough to abandon his music, but at least I wasn't stupid enough to believe this crap.
I was on my way to work when I heard his death. There are no words for what I felt at the moment. I was so stunned, I couldn't find my voice for a few minutes. It's been two months since he's gone, but it still feels surreal for me. The sadness is still here. Also, the sheer unfairness of the situation makes me really angry. This man, despite being a musical genius, spent the most of his life being ridiculed, misunderstood, condemned by the world. And just he was about to make his comeback, he's gone. If that's not unfair, I don't know what it is. I am trying to overcome my sadness by listening him non-stop, and joining online MJ communities and lurking in ONTD’s MJ Parties.
I know many people who rediscovered him after his death, so I know his legacy will live on. I hope people will remember him as the musical genius he was, not the tragic figure who was so unfairly treated by media and some money hungry jerks. I believe he was good man who was too naive for this world and therefore unfortunately let himself to be surrounded by leeches. A youtube comment I have seen today sums what I think about him:
"Quite possibly one of the most misunderstood, exploited and condemned individuals to have ever lived. And probably one of the most beautiful hearts to have ever walked the Earth."
Rest in Peace Mike...