On June 25, 2009, the King of Pop, a.k.a Michael Joseph Jackson, died while in his bed at his rented mansion at 100 North Carolwood Drive in the Holmby Hills district of Los Angeles. Attempts at resuscitating him by Conrad Murray, his personal physician, were unsuccessful. Los Angeles Fire Department paramedics received a 911 call at 12:22, arriving three minutes later at Jackson's location. He was reportedly not breathing and CPR was performed. Resuscitation efforts continued en route to the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center, and for more than an hour after arriving there at 1:13. He was pronounced dead at 2:26 local time. Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing, now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind. Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace. Sing our songs among the stars and walk our dances across the face of the moon. In the instant that Michael is gone, we know nothing. No clocks can tell time. No oceans can rush our tides with the abrupt absence of our treasure. Though we are many, each of us is achingly alone, piercingly alone. Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him. He came to us from the creator, trailing creativity in abundance. Despite the anguish, his life was sheathed in mother love, family love, and survived and did more than that. He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style. We had him whether we know who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his. We had him, beautiful, delighting our eyes. His hat, aslant over his brow, and took a pose on his toes for all of us. And we laughed and stomped our feet for him. We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing. He gave us all he had been given. Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana's Black Star Square. In Johannesburg and Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama, and Birmingham, England We are missing Michael. But we do know we had him, and we are the world. ~Maya Angelou, "We Had Him"
Yeah but arround 50% of what you wrote is practicaly invisable on screen. not a complaint just pointing it out its like red on red.
He had talent. I always viewed his life as being sorrowful, from childhood to untimely death. His Dad messed him up imo. Favorite song is Beat It with Eddie Van Halen wanking on the guitar.
I remember Michael, the real Michael, Jackson 5, when he went off the reservation....well, I moved on too. He was the sound of my generation back in the early 80's and the fact that fame wore him, instead of the other way round, was the day we lost Michael.
My wife asked me last night, out of the blue, "isn't today the day Michael Jackson died?". My response: "Why would you even remember that of the top of your head?!"
Wow, 5 years already? I thought it had only been a couple of years or so. Watching the Autopsy of Michael Jackson TV program, he was a total mess at the end if what they have is right. Oh so talented, but oh so messed up.
He was talented and his music will always bring nostalgia of the 80s back to me. ... but damn, as an adult 5 years fly bye.
Yet another performer who abandoned talent in favor of a downward spiral into drugs leading to death. #Whitney #Elvis #Hendrix
The thing is too that when they played all the songs after he died on the radio various stations it hit how many songs you knew were his songs. I know he had a lot of hits I'm just saying you don't even realize how many you at least know some of the words to.
Thriller smashes anything any artist has/will ever done/do...if you're too young to have experienced the 80s (you missed out on the best decade for pop music) and should watch Thriller. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOnqjkJTMaA I dunno about elvis being consistently talented with the others you mentioned...elvis had charisma and was a good performer, but, had no range in his voice, stole (or covered) songs from black artists (much like many white artists in the 50s & 60s), and was a terrible actor...little richard (or maybe chuck berry) would be considered the "king of rock" if he was given the credit he deserved...whereas, hendrix was awesome on the guitar (that star spangled banner cover) and whitney had great vocals (especially, on i will always love you)...those two were known for their talents, not charisma, especially, if you've ever seen that bobby and whitney reality show (she needed to go to on that other show, charm school).
I cry too much for him, he had talent but it was driven down with betrayal, drugs, and just plain sadness. And yes, we did need to commemorate 5 years. It might have not been important to you, but it was a big deal to me.
