I’m sat here using my Spotify premium subscription to the max this evening, listening to some Michael Jackson stuff.
Feeling quite sad at the moment really. We should have seen him at the O2 last month – we’d have been there on the 10th so pretty much a month ago.
I remember when I managed to get one of the pre-sale codes and then when I managed to get the tickets ordered. We were on the floor, 2nd block back. Amazing tickets. It was going to be the experience of a lifetime. I’d booked a hotel in the Docklands, we were all set and then we watched in horror as news filtered in over twitter that he’d had a cardiac arrest and then that he’d sadly passed away.
No matter what you thought of the guy, and despite all the negative press and stories over the years, you can’t deny that he had a profound effect on the world of music. I remember my mum listened to him a lot when I was growing up. He’d always been one of her favorites. She still loves the music now. I remember watching Moonwalker – the Smooth Criminal routine still impresses me to this day. Michael turning into a car was a bit strange but I guess compared to the other things he had happen in his life it wasn’t all that outlandish.
It’s still wierd to think that he’s gone – listening to his music and you almost forget, then you remember and it feels so sad that someone so talented had their life cut short. I know there were doubts about his ability to do all 50 concert dates but I didn’t see it playing out like this.
Anyway – enough random blog posting. Just thought I’d write about how I was feeling at the moment.
