He Really Was The King of Pop…

I was hanging around on twitter last night when I saw the breaking news tweet about a supposed  event Michael Jackson had a heart attack, quickly followed by another tweet just saying RIP Michael Jackson. Twitter got mad… US blogs too… French blogs too despite the rainy late night… I chose to slowly fall asleep listening to some Michael Jackson’s music that I left aside as his career was decreasing replaced by the gossip and tabloïds noise about the man.

Michael Jackson the man was weird, disturbed and disturbing, out of life… Michael Jackson the artist was just huge!!

My friend ZePot left the following comment…

What a genius and what a destiny. This man was above life itself. Maybe the greatest 20th century fate for an artist. I don’t like everything he recorded, particularly the 90s digital production, but his work is imprinted with an extraordinary conviction and intensity.

And this artist is a symbol because of the way that he turned his life into a piece of art. He denied his body, his color, his sexuality, his ageing, any other artist in the world never sent human condition packing like he did!

Just like ZePot, I don’t like nor know all his musical production… But damn, the things I know about his music represent a masterpiece… The man knew how to write a song!! The man was an entertainer and a performer! The man knew how to gather the zeitgeist musicians (his guitarists particularly were among the best: Steve Lukather, Eddie Van Halen, Jennifer Batten, Steve Stevens, Greg Howe, Slash,…)!! He really was the King of Pop, no doubt about it! He was really popular… Everybody danced on Jackson Five’s ABC? Everybody did the epileptic zombie dance on the Thriller beat? Everybody parodied the famous ouuuuh with the hand on the crotch? Everybody tried to learn the damn moonwalk of Smooth Criminal, and all the moves that go with it?

A long time ago, it was in 1992, a hardcore fan told me…

It’s barely impossible to make a best of record of Michael Jackson’s hits because each album is a best of record…

A few weeks ago, I remembered this sentence as I was watching his ghostly appearance in London… I listened to two of my favorite Jackson’s records, two of his major albums (if not his best two albums) Thriller and Bad… And damn, the hardcore fan was not far from the truth…

Back in 1987, I had lot of fun trying to sing and dance on Bad which is maybe one of the ultimate Funk song ever…

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