I will be turning 40 in September, and my love for music and appreciation for the craft was shown to me by my grandmother when I was 5 years old. I remember sitting with her at her house when I would come home from schol, and she would make me hamburgers on toast with mustard and we would listen to music. Although her English was extremely poor, her love of music and harmony allowed her to overcome the fact that she really had no idea what any of the artists were saying, she simply loved the music and the melody.
She turned me on to jazz at a very young age, so my love for all things Parker, Coltraine, Monk, Davis, Brubeck were the groundwork for everything else in my life.
Then one day, she wanted me to listen to an album by this group of young black men that had a lead singer who was a "piccolo bambino". It was the jackson 5, and the songs that I listened to with her off of that greatest hits album stuck with me forever. "I want you back, ABC, Never can say Goodbye, Mama's Pearl, Stop the love you save". All of these songs and all of the songs by the Jacksons and Michael have stuck with me ever since. I listen to Can you Feel It, Shake your body (Down to the Ground), Dancing Machine constantly. They are always in my car.
Michael Jackson's music is a micorcosm of my life. I can tell you where I was, what I was doing the first time I heard his songs on the radio. His music is timeless. Everyone knows the words to any Michael Jackson song, whether you liked his music or not.
I saw Michael in Hartford, Connecticut during the "Bad" tour, and like everyone else in that arena, regardless of how tough or macho you like to think that you are, I cried the whole time through, and felt no shame in it. That was the overwhelming feeling you got when you felt that you were surrounded by unbridled joy and bearing witness to shear greatness.
All my life of loving music, going on 35 years, he is one of the few artists that have been with me throughout my entire life, and now he is gone, and I am gutted beyond belief.
I will miss you Michael, and how I wish you had the chance to show the world why we all fell in love with you oh so many years ago.
RIP. You are not alone