I settled down last night, two nights prior to TweetCamp, to settle into some blogging, and post some updates, and just generally keep people abreast of the happenings, and of what’s going to happen at TweetCamp this Saturday, and as I briefly glanced at my Twitter, I caught the series of tweets, in rapid succession, from many of the people that I was following, talking about the tragic passing of Farah Fawcett, and Michael Jackson.
After reading some of the tweets, I eventually ventured across to CNN and BBC, to see what was being reported in the live media, and eventually I settled on watching BBC News, seeing as CNN was just showing a mute video showing people live, outside the hospital where he passed away.
I don’t know quite what to write right now, but at the same time, really feel like I need to put something in words. All evening, I’d been feeling a little odd, and something felt a bit funny, and out of place.. only seeing this news made me acutely aware of just what could have been causing so much commotion, and disturbance in my psyche, and the psyche of others in the world, who might have picked up on something not quite right.
Michael Jackson is a man who will be remembered for many years to come. As he says farewell to us in this world, he shall be sorely missed. Not necessarily for the man that he was, but more for the inspiration he was for so many. His album Thriller grossed something like 51 million sales, the biggest ever selling album in the world, a record that has yet to be broken.
He was the first ever ‘black’ artist to feature on MTV, and become popular with mainstream pop, being appreciated for his work, and talent, more than the colour of his skin. Whilst he spent his own life entertaining and amusing others, he himself led a life of sadness, and solitude, feeling lonely, all alone at the top. Some say he was the last of a dying breed of true ‘Pop’ Stars, accomplishing such an inspiring level of success, and reward, but paying for it, with the price of his childhood, and spending the rest of his life trying to recapture his youth.
Listening to the BBC paying tribute to Michael Jackson for a few hours, when hearing from people that were close to him, or that could see him in his personal life, or just on his own, away from the media, he was most definitely a lonely man, who in spite of his successes, didn’t seem to have any ‘happiness’ in his life.
Uri Geller, a close personal friend of his, shared with the BBC, live last night, over the phone, how whilst he was helping Michael Jackson, and had him under hypnosis, he had asked Michael if he had ever touched any children inappropriately, and the answer he gave was a resounding no. When asked why he had given the money, and settled, it was because he just couldn’t take the stress and pressure of it anymore. Whilst it may have been unethical of Uri Geller to ask Michael these questions, whilst he was under hypnosis for something else, it just goes to show that ultimately, Michael Jackson was a decent and honourable man. In spite of his quirks and eccentricities, he also endured a lot of pressure and stress, always being in the limelight, and being torn to shreds by the media.
It really feels like the end of an era, when you think of just how the 80’s was defined so heavily by Michael Jackson, and his music. The fact that the video for Thriller, was the first of it’s kind – a pop video, something rarely seen before that. And the success of that album, which really helped cement his future as an altogether different league of Musician, and Artist, he will be sorely missed and fondly remembered for his music, regardless of what people thought of him as a person. Testimony to his appeal as a performer was the way in which tickets for his live performances at the O2 got snapped up. In no time at all they were all sold out, a phenomenal accomplishment, given the number of days he would be on tour for, and how large the venue is. Unfortunately, for all those fans, they shall never get to see him perform live.
Michael Jackson leaves, behind him his Ex Wife, Lisa Marie Presley, daughter of the great Elvis Presley himself, his second ex-wife Deborah Jeanne Rowe, a woman who was his nurse, as well as mother to two of his children, a boy and a girl, and a third child, who according to Wikipedia was born after artificial insemination of Jackson’s sperm with an undisclosed surrogate mother.
The man Michael Jackson shall be remembered for a long time to come, and his passing is truly going to be a loss for this world. Not just for his originality and creativity, but also for his talent, and musical genius, his flair on the dance floor, and his unique contribution to bringing african americans into mainstream, breaking down for the first time the racial biases that may have existed before his time.
It feels like humanity has shifted in one night, and that the world will never be the same again. With the current way in which music is increasingly more digital, and virtual, and more individiuals are able to create music, and be appreciated, the time of the ‘mega’ popstars appears to have finally drawn to a close. Just as Elvis was the “King of Rock”, so Michael will be remembered as the “King of Pop”. A man who’s musical genius, skill, talent, and undying passion for his art truly defined him as one of the greatest musicians that has ever lived.
Goodbye Michael, may you finally rest in peace.
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