I had a beat-it jacket when I was a kid. The zipper one. I had to choose between that and the thriller jacket because we couldn't afford both. And one of them came in both black and red, but I can't remember which. I remember getting my glitter glove. It was from Mervyn's or some store like that. I remember that there was even different types of glitter gloves, there were the crappy ones that just had sparkly sequins sewed on, or the good kind where the sparkle was WOVEN in... I got the good kind. Maybe not he BEST kind, but it was closer to the real thing than the sequins one.
I had penny loafers, because MJ had penny loafers. I moonwalked wherever I went. Remember that commercial where that Alphonzo kid is dancing in the street and then he bumps into Michael and they both dance? That was the ultimate. I thought about that like every day... imagining that it was me instead.
I dressed up as michael jackson for halloween. This must have been 1994.
I had a MJ poster in my bedroom. He was wearing a yellow sweater.
there was a breif period in my childhood where michael jackson meant the whole world to me... he was the coolest thing that ever existed... and when you are a kid its ok to worship somebody the way i worshipped michael jackson.
by the time Bad came out I had grown a few years and had moved on...
And in the 90s when he had all that plastic surgery and then all the child molestation stories... and he got weirder and weirder, and its pretty easy to forget what it was like worshipping michael jackson.
but now that he's dead it feels like my childhood michael jackson died, even though maybe that MJ died a long time ago anyways.
RIP! thriller was my very first lp. gatefold with the autograph inside. me and my older sister scratched that shit to death. one of my childhood idols. crazy shocked right now.
RIP! thriller was my very first lp. gatefold with the autograph inside. me and my older sister scratched that shit to death. one of my childhood idols. crazy shocked right now.
yeah I have a picture of me dressed as michael and posing next to the gatefold, laying down on my side just like michael jackson.....
I had a beat-it jacket when I was a kid. The zipper one. I had to choose between that and the thriller jacket because we couldn't afford both. And one of them came in both black and red, but I can't remember which. I remember getting my glitter glove. It was from Mervyn's or some store like that. I remember that there was even different types of glitter gloves, there were the crappy ones that just had sparkly sequins sewed on, or the good kind where the sparkle was WOVEN in... I got the good kind. Maybe not he BEST kind, but it was closer to the real thing than the sequins one.
I had penny loafers, because MJ had penny loafers. I moonwalked wherever I went. Remember that commercial where that Alphonzo kid is dancing in the street and then he bumps into Michael and they both dance? That was the ultimate. I thought about that like every day... imagining that it was me instead.
I dressed up as michael jackson for halloween. This must have been 1994.
I had a MJ poster in my bedroom. He was wearing a yellow sweater.
there was a breif period in my childhood where michael jackson meant the whole world to me... he was the coolest thing that ever existed... and when you are a kid its ok to worship somebody the way i worshipped michael jackson.
by the time Bad came out I had grown a few years and had moved on...
And in the 90s when he had all that plastic surgery and then all the child molestation stories... and he got weirder and weirder, and its pretty easy to forget what it was like worshipping michael jackson.
but now that he's dead it feels like my childhood michael jackson died, even though maybe that MJ died a long time ago anyways.
I don't know.
I feel bad for michael.
i've been having a hard time figuring out what to say about this, but what you said pretty much sums up my experience exactly. in 2009, a the age of 31, it is hard to really comprehend how big of a figure michael jackson was in my life throughout the 1980s: the posters on my wall, the clothes on my back, the shoes on my feet, my feeble attempts at dancing, my feeble attempts at singing. whether i looked good, danced well, or sang well didn't really matter. what mattered was that i was that much closer to being like i imagined michael was, which is really all i wanted to be. i didn't know about his rough childhood and couldn't predict the rough road that he had before him over the next 20 year. all i knew was that he was possessed of that mysterious trait "coolness," and had it in amounts that seem impossible for any person to have after him. back then, i didn't really understand talent, showmanship, or anything like that. i understood "cool" michael had it, and i wanted it.
Don't Stop Til You Get Enough erupted yet another wedding dance floor this past Sunday. His musical legacy is so undeniably universally cherished, and now it will be ever more so.
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RIP one of the greatest!
Rest in peace.
REST IN PEACE
R.I.P. MJ
I had penny loafers, because MJ had penny loafers. I moonwalked wherever I went. Remember that commercial where that Alphonzo kid is dancing in the street and then he bumps into Michael and they both dance? That was the ultimate. I thought about that like every day... imagining that it was me instead.
I dressed up as michael jackson for halloween. This must have been 1994.
I had a MJ poster in my bedroom. He was wearing a yellow sweater.
there was a breif period in my childhood where michael jackson meant the whole world to me... he was the coolest thing that ever existed... and when you are a kid its ok to worship somebody the way i worshipped michael jackson.
by the time Bad came out I had grown a few years and had moved on...
And in the 90s when he had all that plastic surgery and then all the child molestation stories... and he got weirder and weirder, and its pretty easy to forget what it was like worshipping michael jackson.
but now that he's dead it feels like my childhood michael jackson died, even though maybe that MJ died a long time ago anyways.
I don't know.
I feel bad for michael.
This is too much
RIP MJ
yeah I have a picture of me dressed as michael and posing next to the gatefold, laying down on my side just like michael jackson.....
i've been having a hard time figuring out what to say about this, but what you said pretty much sums up my experience exactly. in 2009, a the age of 31, it is hard to really comprehend how big of a figure michael jackson was in my life throughout the 1980s: the posters on my wall, the clothes on my back, the shoes on my feet, my feeble attempts at dancing, my feeble attempts at singing. whether i looked good, danced well, or sang well didn't really matter. what mattered was that i was that much closer to being like i imagined michael was, which is really all i wanted to be. i didn't know about his rough childhood and couldn't predict the rough road that he had before him over the next 20 year. all i knew was that he was possessed of that mysterious trait "coolness," and had it in amounts that seem impossible for any person to have after him. back then, i didn't really understand talent, showmanship, or anything like that. i understood "cool" michael had it, and i wanted it.
RIP to a dude who rocked the world like no one else.
" I'm not sure I realized it was even possible for MJ to die."
exactly.
Don't Stop Til You Get Enough erupted yet another wedding dance floor this past Sunday. His musical legacy is so undeniably universally cherished, and now it will be ever more so.
He was wayyyy too young for this.
Rest In Ever Loving Peace