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They say that it always comes in 3’s.
I had thought about writing today…then got tired and decided not to. But then the phone rang…and word came of Michael’s passing. And I have been in conversation after conversation trying to find out exactly what is what. And all the while thinking…how sad.
I had heard about Farrah earlier today…but then had forgotten about it. She had battled hard against cancer…but perhaps it was her battle with drugs…that had taken a bigger total on her. Once the body becomes weaken…there is not much that it can do to ward off too much of anything else. And drugs had definitely weaken her.
Classical example of ‘bad boy/good girl.‘ From the time she became involved with the wrong man…she just never recovered. Though she had proven that she ‘really’ could act…all of it was blown to the wind when drugs became to her…a soul mate.
Michael at 50, just days away from his next birthday, had years ago began fighting his own addiction…surgery to his head, body and face. It seems that once he got started…he could not stop. It became perpetual.
Then on top it…I guess the injuries…to his back and knee… that he suffered while shooting that Pepsie commerical and after falling off stage…just never went away either. So, down went the pills…and on came the addiction.
It is sad really…a life filled with so much promise should have such an end. One can not help but to think about how much he seemed to romance the idea of becoming ‘the next big thing’ behind Elvis after death. So, much so that he even married into that family. The King of Pop vs the King of Rock & Roll…knocking at heaven’s gate.
But it is sad when you reflect and think back on Michael’s life…how he just never seemed to connect with life. Somehow, it all seemed beyond him…just out of his reach… a real life… with any kind of normalcy. How he just never appeared to have felt comfortable being who he was. How much he must have really hated himself… to ruin his face and body in the way that he did. How sad he and lonely he must have really been…that he only sought solace among young children.
How sad a life Michael had. Never was allowed to be a real child…growing up in school…with real friends. Once he had been sitting on top of the world…but over the course of years that world began to crumble from under him.
He was king…because he wanted to be. He could dance and sing his way into anyone’s heart. And he did for years… years ago… but today was a new day. Though…yes, he still had plenty of adorning and loving fans…who remembered Michael ‘when.’
Amid years of allegations of child molestation…Michael lost most of all he had behind one legal battle after another. And like R. Kelly…quietly paying parents off.
It was not hard to see that Michael had problems. Much of it started when Michael started listening to the handlers who caused him to separate himself from his parents and other sibling. Filling his head with big ideas… how he didn’t need them. And how he could make it on his own.
And he did.
He made it on his own. And blew up…and became as large as life.
But through it all…all the money…platinum records/CD’s… sold out concerts… big record breaking contract deals… large real estate holdings… etc… he… he lost it all…and was hoping for a final horrah with plans for a final tour. But it was not to be.
Even when it seemed that he had it all…way up there on top of the world…you sensed that he was not happy. And no amount of famous names collected around him…or who he had managed to encase himself with…seemed to off-set that fact.
Yes, Michael was never really happy. Which is why he probably poured himself into his musical projects… and his talent the way that he did. To some degree working… and performing… became hislover… the seat of his happiness. The place where he forgot… he was Michael…isolated…and shut-up away from the rest of the world.
But he seemed to like being shut-up and away from the rest of the world…much like Howard Hughes. But then life comes closing in on you. It did for Elvis…it for Howard…and I suspect it did for Michael Jackson, as well.
Al Sharpton following the corners reporting…called Michael Jackson a trail blazer. And that he truly was. With more than 750 million albums/CD’s sold worldwide…13 Grammy’s…and tons of other alccolades. Eccentric at times…even down-right weird at others…he was nonetheless Michael Jackson…and perhaps the greatest entertainer of all times.
The whole music video industry would be nothing without the vision…foresight…intuitiveness and creative energy of Michael Jackson. He saw how music and videos could be merged and used as a creative medium and selling tool.
Then there was his music…and with the on-slant of pop music… Yes, I guess you could say he was the undisputed King of Pop.
Who could move like him?
Who had perfected their art the way he did?
They say…he was frail.
They say…it was the addiction to the pain pills.
I say…he found this world cold…and unaccommondating.
Elvis may have impersonators…but Michael Jackson has spawd a slew of ‘would be shinning stars.’
One can truly say-
“He gave his life to his profession.”
I am still twiddling my tumbs waiting on the publishers to finish. I am counting down the time when my book will soon be made available for sale. God is good…I am so happy to finally have gotten it done and out…and into the final stage of the process…besides getting out to aid in selling it.
I am working hard on my book trailer for ‘youtube’…and my radio promo.
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