Today will mark one week since, Michael Jackson died and I am still in shock over it. It’s very hard for me to comprehend that he is gone, not because I knew him personally even though I felt like I did, but because he and his music was a part of my childhood. His death was like me losing a major piece of my childhood, and that saddens me and leaves an ache in my heart.
If you are like me and was born in the seventies or early eighties, you grew up listening to Michael Jackson throughout your childhood, since you could remember. I was just four years old in 1979, when the Jackson 5 came out with, ‘Blame It on the Boogie’ and I can still remember hearing that song played in my house as well as many other Jackson 5 songs. Also in that same year Michael, came out with his solo album, “Off the Wall” that had hits like, ‘Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough’, ‘Rock With You’ and ‘Working Day and Night”. I can still hear and remember those songs being played on the radio as I grew up. When I say his music marked my childhood, I mean it, because I associate being seven years old with when, “Thriller” the album came out. And I also remember seeing Billie Jean for the first time, but the most memorable moment I have of Michael Jackson at seven years old is being scared as hell after seeing the Thriller video. I loved the song so much, but the video scared me to death, but now I love it and consider it one of his best videos ever. When I think of my childhood, I think of Michael Jackson and his music, and how by just listening to his music can make me remember certain moments.
As my tribute to The King of Pop, Michael Jackson, I write this blog in remembrance of him, his music, and his legacy. His music was part of the soundtrack of my life and many others, and he brought such happiness and joy into our lives with his music. He came into this world as Michael Joseph Jackson on August 29, 1958 and left this world as one the biggest iconic figures in the entertainment world on June 25, 2009. He danced and sung his way into our hearts at the tender age of ten years old in 1968 with his brothers the Jackson 5, and he never left. Michael Jackson has been part of our lives for over forty- two years, well for me it’s not been that long maybe about thirty years now. To some of us he was more than just, The King of Pop, he was like a family member we loved and dearly cherished. He was our hope, inspiration, and belief that dreams can really come true. This might sound selfish, but he was ours (black people) first, then we shared him mainstream America and the rest of the world. And even after all the betrayal and lies that mainstream America told on him and the assassination of his character and spirit, we (his fans and black America) were still there for him. Because we never doubted his innocence then or now, for we loved him then and always will. We lost a great man who was gifted with many talents that touched the world all over and brought us together with his music and dancing. We also lost a man with great kindness and compassion in his heart and soul.
I would like to just end this blog by saying thank you to Michael Jackson for giving me such great music that was part of my childhood and life’s soundtrack. You were one a kind and there will never be another. I will always remember you as who you were and what you accomplished in your lifetime. Your music and legacy lives on in me and others who you have touched. I just want you know I love you and miss you, and I know that you are in heaven dancing and singing once again.
Rest In Peace, Michael Jackson, and know that we “Never Can Say Good-bye.