So in a matter of days, Michael Jackson (50), Farrah Fawcett (62), and Ed McMahon (86) die. McMahon seemed like a decent fellow and he lived a long life. Fawcett seemed like a dingbat and since I was too young for her heyday, I never found her that attractive or interesting. Sad to die of serious cancer though. Bummer.
Then we come to Michael Jackson, who was of my era. After a day's full of hype over his death, my first and lasting reaction is "meh." Yes, his music was great... but not recently. In that sense, he stopped being relevant to me a while ago. And in the age of producers/DJs/mixers, I have a hard time figuring out how much was him and how much his crew.
Then there's the fact that his early years (which I like; "ABC" is one of my favorite songs) were the result of serious child abuse from a horrific stage-father - it taints everything from that era.
And let's not forget the persistent charges of child-molestation. Meh.
I understand the veneration for John Lennon who was a musical genius and a martyr; I understand even the intensity for Elvis... but I have never understood the attention/concern about Michael Jackson.
But "Billie Jean" is a great song.
Pic from here
Friday, June 26, 2009
Personal Update
I've been away a long time, but for real reasons. We had to take my wife to the hospital, back at the end of April, for pregnancy complications and she was basically in there for almost a month until the birth of our daughter on May 22. After that, it's been non-stop catch-up for all the things in my life. I hope to get back on track soon.
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