MJ, through my life:
-My sister taped the "Thriller" video and would love watching it, if only to scare the bajesus out of me. I would hide behind the couch in the den when he turned into the werewolf. But the image that would haunt my nightmares for years of my youth was zombie-Michael creep-walking. I still shudder.
-My sister and I stayed up late one night to watch the premiere of the "Remember the Time" video with Pharaoh Eddie Murphy (talk about big budget!). We also taped that. I wished I could MJ-spin and turn into ash for days.
-I would re-enact the "Bad" video. While watching the "Bad" video. That stare-down in the beginning was way uncomfortable. And in hindsight, that was probably the least "bad" gang fight, like, ever. The Sharks and Jets were less fabulous than these fruits.
-I would also try to Smooth Criminal lean. And would fall.
-The "Free Willy" video for "Will You Be There?" I've cried with Michael at the end.
-I was absolutely tickled by the "Jam" video ("BOTH of their initials are MJ!")
-I always thought he said the word "fucking" in the chorus of "Beat It." Turns out he's saying "funky." Oooooh.
-My imitation of the crotch grab would crack up my parents.
-I can, and always do, repeat the dialogue between the rebellious kid and the dad in the beginning of "Black Or White" when I listen to it ("Too late? EAT THIS.")
-I thought a lot about how cool it would be if everything I stepped on lit up.
-Mamasay mamasaa maa maa coo sa.
-I freaking love the guitar solo in "They Don't Really Care About Us." My cousin Kevin would always say the guitar got "struck by lightning."
-I want to sing "Rock With You" to a girl.
-"Man In the Mirror" was my favorite MJ song as a kid.
-Today, it's "Stranger in Moscow."
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