Well, here are my comments on the terrible tragedy that is the premature death of Michael Jackson. I used to love him so much in the 80s! So much! Off the Wall, Thriller and Bad were on heavy rotation in my bedroom. He really was an integral part of my childhood and teenage years, fuelling my obsession with pop and dance music.
Some of my 80s memories of MJ are:
Getting Thriller for Christmas 1983.
Buying a Michael Jackson showbag at the Royal Easter Show! I can’t remember everything it contained, but I still have the little MJ address book. A quick eBay search found MJ tattoos were in the showbag.
Buying MJ badges when I went on holidays to Canada in 1984.
My cousin working for Pepsi when they sponsored the Bad Tour and getting lots of posters for the concert.
Seeing him in concert twice at Parramatta Stadium in 1987 for his Bad Tour. I’ll blog about this separately later.
I always had a soft spot for him after all this time. I still have a penchant for wearing the Bad Tour T-shirt every now and then. Every time one of his crazy antics were reported on the news, I would stop and listen. About 6 months ago, I watched a doco called Michael Jackson: What Really Happened which kind of gave me the heebie jeebies about him. The ironic thing was that someone said they hoped that when MJ died he would be remembered for his music and not being a child molester. Well, it looks like he has according to all the tributes coming in.
Do you know how many times a Michael Jackson song has saved a party? When no-one is dancing at a wedding, nightclub or whatever, all you need to do is play one of his many dance floor fillers and the next thing you know everyone’s going off. It works for me!
Where was I when I heard the news? Standing in my kitchen with the Today Show on. I think I stood there with my mouth open for 60 seconds. Luckily the Today Show kept going on and on about it for another two hours in case it wasn’t clear. It wasn’t until I came home that night and watched the 6pm news that it really hit me. Seeing the reaction of the media and people around the world really showed the enormity of the event. And yes, I’ll admit it, I shed a tear for the King of Pop, Michael Jackson.