I’m going to spare everyone the big Michael Jackson post I was going to write because (a) it represented mission creep even for me; and (b) it wasn’t coming together all that well. Jonah has a good one up if you’re curious. I’ll just say this: Michael Jackson and his handlers probably spent most of the past decade trying to figure out how to convince people to look past all of his strangeness (and worse) and focus on him as a beloved entertainer once again. They never figured it out. Since yesterday afternoon at about 5pm, however, every single radio station I’ve turned to — including the classic rock and college stations — has been playing old Michael Jackson songs. There’s been a pretty obvious fatwa on Michael Jackson on the part of radio stations in recent years, and having it lifted so suddenly has been an almost joyus revelation. I mean, have you listened to “Don’t Stop ‘Till You Get Enough” or “Wanna Be Starin’ Somethin'” recently? Holy crap, those are amazing songs.
I guess what I’m saying is that if Jackson had figured out how to get his 20+ years of outstanding music in front of people earlier, it might have gone a long way towards addressing his massive image problems.
Oh, I’m also just saying Mama Se, Mama Sa, Mama Coo Sa; Mama Se, Mama Sa, Mama Coo Sa.