There is no end to what Michael Jackson gave the world. To enumerate his successful hits, his albums, to name the artists he had collaborated with would require time, reflection, research.
I clearly remember how he was present in my life from the earliest times. Thriller just came out when I started to enjoy music. His album was the latest big thing, recorded cassette tapes were circulating among friends. Then came Bad… When I was older, I grew into appreciating his more mature songs, too. The lyrics that told of a pained childhood, a pained life, and a loneliness that he was never able to conquer.
I could elaborate on how angry I am with the world… everyone remembers him NOW.
My sadness is stronger.
