There are two different ways of explaining Michael Jackson's commercial success. The safe way would be that he borrowed just enough from traditional rock and roll to make his music a comfortable bridge to carry mainstream music fans over to the world of funky soul. The way I prefer to say it is that he tricked white ears into not realizing they were listening to black music. However you phrase it though it was a formula for tapping into a geyser of money. You can look at the results of his life and decide if that was a good thing.
Yes, he was a weirdo. So was Elvis Presley, and Pablo Picasso, and pretty much every other creative soul with any talent. My advice to anyone who aspires to develop a taste for the arts would be to quickly develop the ability to separate the artist from their work. When you do this and put a copy of Thriller into your ears you'll hear....a joyous album. Probably why it never connected with me. I don't do happy music well.
You'll also hear a time capsule into a more naive world. Listen to the lyrics to Wanna be Starting Somethin' and Billie Jean. Who can even remember a time when teen pregnancy carried a stigma? Keep listening and you'll hear this description of what happens when you get on the wrong side of a street gang:
You're Playin' With Your Life, This Ain't No Truth Or Dare
They'll Kick You, Then They Beat You,
Then They'll Tell You It's Fair
You're Playin' With Your Life, This Ain't No Truth Or Dare
They'll Kick You, Then They Beat You,
Then They'll Tell You It's Fair
Was there ever a time when street gangs were man enough to actually fight you face to face? I dunno, but I like the idea way better than some sort of pussy drive by.
You'll also hear Michael Jackson tell Paul McCartney that he's a lover, not a fighter, and be reminded that a duet with Paul McCartney was at one time considered a career booster....for Michael Jackson. I also couldn't help but think that I really would have liked to have seen a fight between Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney.
And I can't help but to wonder, as the sounds of Thriller drift into my ears probably for the last time voluntarily, if maybe there was a time, back when Michael Jackson was merely a famous person working in the studio on his next album, before that tape was turned in to Epic records and unleashed forces of the type that could break almost any human being, forces that left him begging for a general anesthetic so he could get some sleep at night, when Michael Jackson might have been a happy person.
I hope so. We all deserve to be happy, even if for a little while.
6 comments:
Thriller still doesn't do it for me, alas, although I was one of the millions of grade school kids who ran out to buy a copy with my folks' money. Off the Wall, on the other hand, is pure genius.
Well said. The world lost a tremendous musical talent when Michael Jackson died.
I've suffered from insomnia myself, but propofol?
Good Lord!
R.I.P.
As the other comment noted, very well said.
Was there ever a time when street gangs were man enough to actually fight you face to face? I dunno, but I like the idea way better than some sort of pussy drive by.
Good point. Yeah.. I miss the good ole days when gangsters killed themselves with knives. Less collateral damage. ;-)
I concur with the Reverend above. _Off The Wall_ was one of the greatest LPs ever. If you're not shaking your ass when "Workin' Day And Night" comes on, check your pulse, because you might have died and not realized it yet.
(Although how much of that was MJ and how much was QJ is debatable. Both of them were credited as producers and both were/are geniuses, so I'd say fifty/fifty.)
I do have to say getting Vincent Price to do that monologue and maniacal laugh at the end of "Thriller" was greatness. (Which, at 71, made him the world's oldest rapper...)
I really dont think we have lost as much as people say, yeah his music was very popular (not to my taste) but he hasnt done anything new for a long time and the old tracks will be around forever.
I think a lot of the love of his music is not to do with it being good, but it being 'classic' much like a classic car, it was built decades ago, is slow, breaks down often and is generally a bit rubbish, but its a classic, and therefore great.
And why do people forget the bad in someone when they die? JFK - adultery, princess Diana - adultery, Michael Jackson - (probably) peadophilia. The only difference between him and gary glitter is that jacko chose kids he could easily discredit.
Post a Comment