Death and such
Woke up late today to hear that Farrah Fawcett had died. And later, while surfing the net, I learn that Michael Jackson had been rushed to the hospital in cardiac arrest.
Farrah didn't affect me much. We knew she had cancer. And she was more of an icon for those about 10 years older than I.
But Michael Jackson? His music had a serious impact on the soundtrack of my childhood. I remember listening to Thriller for the first time. I was 9 years old, living in a creaky old house in Missouri, sitting on the floor of my bedroom, with a thunderstorm outside. It kind of scared me, but thrilled me at the same time. See, I grew up in the 80s, before I had The Disney Channel there to tell me what sort of watered down rock music I was supposed to listen to. There's probably a reason I stopped listening to pop music in the late 80s.
There was something seriously wrong with Michael. He obviously had some mental issues that went undiagnosed for too long. And, because of a couple of greedy parents and the sensationalist media that loves tales of woe, we will never know the truth about the child-abuse allegations. But he was extremely talented and one hell of an entertainer.
I'm leading the Samhain ritual this year and I decided to start on the litany. I already have 59 names, and that only includes celebrities and local Pagans. And it's only JUNE! Ugh.
I need to go to bed. WAAAAAAYYYYY past bed time right now. I need to get up at 4:30 am. I think I want to listen to Ebony and Ivory before going to bed, though.
Farrah didn't affect me much. We knew she had cancer. And she was more of an icon for those about 10 years older than I.
But Michael Jackson? His music had a serious impact on the soundtrack of my childhood. I remember listening to Thriller for the first time. I was 9 years old, living in a creaky old house in Missouri, sitting on the floor of my bedroom, with a thunderstorm outside. It kind of scared me, but thrilled me at the same time. See, I grew up in the 80s, before I had The Disney Channel there to tell me what sort of watered down rock music I was supposed to listen to. There's probably a reason I stopped listening to pop music in the late 80s.
There was something seriously wrong with Michael. He obviously had some mental issues that went undiagnosed for too long. And, because of a couple of greedy parents and the sensationalist media that loves tales of woe, we will never know the truth about the child-abuse allegations. But he was extremely talented and one hell of an entertainer.
I'm leading the Samhain ritual this year and I decided to start on the litany. I already have 59 names, and that only includes celebrities and local Pagans. And it's only JUNE! Ugh.
I need to go to bed. WAAAAAAYYYYY past bed time right now. I need to get up at 4:30 am. I think I want to listen to Ebony and Ivory before going to bed, though.