As the world gets ready to say farewell to the King of Pop Michael Jackson, I want to give my M.J. experiences. Ever since I was young (like age 5 or so)I was a fan. I used to watch the opening credits of Soul Train to see the Jackson 5, even if they weren't gonna be on the show. Wherever there was a Ebony or Jet magazine with Michael or the Jacksons on the cover, I was reading it to find out what was new.
The very first concert I ever went to was the Jackson 5 at the Municipal Auditorium in New Orleans. My moms took me. I have forgotten the opening act and it really didnt matter, cause all i wanted to see was Michael. When they finally hit the stage, I stood on my seat and there was a woman (a very heavy woman to be exact) in front of me who decided to stand in her seat and block my view... Moms tapped her and tried to get her to move so I could see, but you know how people are, she aint wanna move. Suddenly there was a crash and the woman fell to the ground, now I dont know what happened but she hit the ground and didnt get back up. (Secretly I think my moms snatched her ass down, but I dare not say it... even to this day)
They went through their playlist...ABC, Got To Be There, Skywriter, and so on. The song that got me really hyped was Dancing Machine! That boy broke down and did the Robot during the bridge and set it off. Moms said my eyes were as big as saucers. I wanted to do the robot bad as hell.
As time went on I was outta the wanna be like Michael phase and he dropped "Off the Wall" and it damn near started all over again. The he released Thriller. By this time MTV was floodin us with Billie Jean and Beat It and my lil brother even had a Beat It jacket...you know with all the zippers and shit. Every time the videos came on, he'd run in front of the TV with that damn jacket on. I used to try to play it off, but I was in front of it too. Then the Thriller video came out and I had to learn that routine. OLA RAY with her used to be fine ass was in the video and I had a crush on her from that Charles Bronson movie she was in (and they showed her naked breasts). So you know it was goin down.
Then the greatest live performance program, Motown 25 was coming on television, and I scrambled to find a blank VHS tape so I could tape it, cause Mike and his brothers were reuniting and I just knew that was gonna be a special moment in this history of the world. It was...his Billie Jean performance was that crack. That moonwalk, spin, and toe freeze was bananas. My homie Bartley had that shit down pat.
Then one summer I was visiting my cousins in Cleveland and we were goin to an amusement park when the Victory tour was being announced and State of Shock was played on the radio. Talk about fire! Bout this time I was hard on Prince cause he had them broads mesmorized, but MJ was still the man. I bought the Victory album and fell off the wagon, and once again was in full "you cant tell me shit bout Michael Jackson" mode. Then Bad was released and with hit after hit, he solidified his King of Pop status... Bad, Dirty Diana, Remember the Time and so on. I was mad that he had Eddie Murphy in the video, especially after all the shit he was saying bout Mike in his routines, but I got over it, when they did a song together. You know you was diggin, "What's Up with You" . Then dude dropped Dangerous, History, Invincible, and the legacy was there... and these are gonna be classic and played for the rest of time....
He is gone but will never be forgotten...R.I.P.
The very first concert I ever went to was the Jackson 5 at the Municipal Auditorium in New Orleans. My moms took me. I have forgotten the opening act and it really didnt matter, cause all i wanted to see was Michael. When they finally hit the stage, I stood on my seat and there was a woman (a very heavy woman to be exact) in front of me who decided to stand in her seat and block my view... Moms tapped her and tried to get her to move so I could see, but you know how people are, she aint wanna move. Suddenly there was a crash and the woman fell to the ground, now I dont know what happened but she hit the ground and didnt get back up. (Secretly I think my moms snatched her ass down, but I dare not say it... even to this day)
They went through their playlist...ABC, Got To Be There, Skywriter, and so on. The song that got me really hyped was Dancing Machine! That boy broke down and did the Robot during the bridge and set it off. Moms said my eyes were as big as saucers. I wanted to do the robot bad as hell.
As time went on I was outta the wanna be like Michael phase and he dropped "Off the Wall" and it damn near started all over again. The he released Thriller. By this time MTV was floodin us with Billie Jean and Beat It and my lil brother even had a Beat It jacket...you know with all the zippers and shit. Every time the videos came on, he'd run in front of the TV with that damn jacket on. I used to try to play it off, but I was in front of it too. Then the Thriller video came out and I had to learn that routine. OLA RAY with her used to be fine ass was in the video and I had a crush on her from that Charles Bronson movie she was in (and they showed her naked breasts). So you know it was goin down.
Then the greatest live performance program, Motown 25 was coming on television, and I scrambled to find a blank VHS tape so I could tape it, cause Mike and his brothers were reuniting and I just knew that was gonna be a special moment in this history of the world. It was...his Billie Jean performance was that crack. That moonwalk, spin, and toe freeze was bananas. My homie Bartley had that shit down pat.
Then one summer I was visiting my cousins in Cleveland and we were goin to an amusement park when the Victory tour was being announced and State of Shock was played on the radio. Talk about fire! Bout this time I was hard on Prince cause he had them broads mesmorized, but MJ was still the man. I bought the Victory album and fell off the wagon, and once again was in full "you cant tell me shit bout Michael Jackson" mode. Then Bad was released and with hit after hit, he solidified his King of Pop status... Bad, Dirty Diana, Remember the Time and so on. I was mad that he had Eddie Murphy in the video, especially after all the shit he was saying bout Mike in his routines, but I got over it, when they did a song together. You know you was diggin, "What's Up with You" . Then dude dropped Dangerous, History, Invincible, and the legacy was there... and these are gonna be classic and played for the rest of time....
He is gone but will never be forgotten...R.I.P.
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