R.I.P. Michael Jackson
Hey! How about a post where no thought is gone into writing into something that makes sense? I mean how fun would it be trying to write when nobody is reading. OK well blogging scene (sorry I deliberately omitted the word 'the' coz it's shortcut I mean 'a' shortcut) lol
I'm having fun being mobile and liberal and tech-savvy by friendlicising with Mp3 (yes, any tech newbie - it's like a floppy disk, you just put it in and save onto it lol) and wow you got it in your ears, all those cheesy hits! I love that song 'Gotta get you home tonight' - original Eugene Wilde.. well I didn't even know this person exists.. well I love soul music, I love soul songs, soully vocals....I first heard that song when Foxy Brown sang it, but being the teenage adult that I am, I looked the song up on youtube and found there's a guy called Eugene who sang it, and lo and behold, his other songs rock!
Hey, soul-lovers out there, anyone loves CeCe Peniston? How about 'Finally' - OK getting to the point, how about 'Keep on Walking' - I mean, talk about girlpower! 'keep on walking, I ain't talking to you anymore' - LOL!
WOW! Well music makes the world go around. You can sing your heart out and feel amazing.
I wanted to make a tribute to MJ. This post was freeflowing. I think MJ was an apt end to the music flow of this post.
Anyone who's reading this, I'm a true MJ fan. I listened to his music non-stop. There was a vid on utube on 'the making of We r the world'. I watched it non stop, 3 weeks before his death - just something inspiring I discovered on youtube. Well watch the man dance, tapping his foot so effortlessly - any move seems so effortlessly minimal, his body moves like he's apologising to nobody (ok I don't like that phrase but how else can I put it) ... he's dancing for no crowd, he makes the crowd, he's his own dance, his voice does the talking....
Hey Michael, I was so in lurrrve with you on my teenage poster wall..and 1992 @ Wembley....wow...
Human Nature, Bad, PYT, Speed Demon, Dirty Diana, all the *hiccup* noises you make ...
The way you move your body
You obviously worked very hard to get to where you were
sing, dance, move, shake.....!!!!
It reminds me of the story of the guy who had alco parents, one guy said my parents led me to where I am, the other twin said I had to get out of where I was
I am in in the era of a true icon leaving us and I'm just a person living in the 21st century experiencing what Elvis fans must have felt. Proving that is what I and millions must feel facing the reality now, without his splendour no more, and still 'giving us all he's got'. When the news hit home, it hit hard. I'm a true fan. It's surreal, still. When they say 'we grew up with him', well yes, all people of all ages! I listened to 'Human Nature' on my walkman when I was feeling lonely...'see that girl, she knows I'm watching, she likes the way I stare'
Michael, you gave your all.
Michael, true acheiver.
Michael, you danced, loved and sang your heart out.
Rest in peace, Michael Jackson.
7 comments:
rosh said....
"I'm a true fan. It's surreal, still. When they say 'we grew up with him', well yes, all people of all ages!"
Touching and an apt post Princess. He truly was one of a kind. I hope he forever, rests in peace in the one and true Neverland, where he can sing, dance and bring true happiness to all.
Amen.
Sorry, rosh, about the moderated commment :P
Why moderated, imaginate?
Anyways, Michael is gone; Michael on a cycle! I remember he was the first pop artist whose tape I bought ("Off the wall"). One of my all time favorites being, "Don't stop till you get enough." I heard somewhere that it was one of the best songs of all time!
I remember it was a Friday morning and the wife got up for Fajr and after finishing her prayers, she tried to wake me up for Fajr and told me that MJ had passed away. I got up later on thinking I had seen a dream until I went online!
MJ did some wacko things, but he had some good in him, too. Actually, a lot of good. I hope he died a Muslim as he had publically embraced Islam in late 2008.
He was an inspiration to many at a time when people of his skin color were frowned upon in that part of the World. His achievements when seen in the perspective of political and ethnic realities back then become more relevant and apparant.
Alas, kullu nafsin za'iqatil Maut! And he was no exception. Death is the biggest reality and it is what we neglect and take lightly the most - till it visits us or a dear one. Life is the biggest lie and death is the biggest truth in this temporal world...
huh? leish? They wronged him you know.
*all i wanna say is that they don't really care about us*
i hear ya i* :
"Death is the biggest reality and it is what we neglect and take lightly the most - till it visits us or a dear one."
True that Al, true that. I've been thinking a lot about those who matter and what really matter in our lives, beside, chasing some rocking career and all that man made stuff.
MJ's ceremony was moving. People were crying at work. Truly an end of an era.
'I hope he died a Muslim as he had publically embraced Islam in late 2008.'
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rosh - thanks.
Oh, Michael, I'm a fan, but celebrating his music as a fan listening just for fun and then he dies, I don't know when I can come to terms with the fact that he's gone. As an avid music-lover listening to his music, music can sometimes feel not like music when the singer has died. Until you come to terms with his passing, you need to find an avenue where you can sing along and still find that magic with the same MJ: the guy who's there, was always there, always will be, but not anymore in life. Where is he, is how I feel.
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