Thursday, June 25, 2009

I Feel Like I Need Some Grief Counseling or Something Today

My childhood memories sure have taken a beating today. Both Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson have passed away. Sad, sad day.

As some of you may have read, I recently wrote about Farrah Fawcett's documentary, "Farrah's Story" and how it reminded me of my mom's battle with Amyloidosis. I loved Farrah when I was a kid. And when any of my friends wanted to play "Charlie's Angels" we all argued over who would get to play Farrah. So I bid Adieu to Ms. Fawcett. I hope her soul finds some peace.

Michael Jackson was also a huge part of my childhood. Despite the freakshow he turned into over the past 10-15 years, Thriller came out when I was about 12 years old and that shit rocked the fucking house. Every song on that record was da bomb, and I begged my parents to buy me the Beat It red leather jacket -- the one with all the zippers. They never did, so I instead had a boyfriend who had one and begged him to let me wear his. (He did.) And even before Thriller, I remember when "The Wiz" was making its television debut. I begged my parents to let me stay up late enough so I could watch the whole thing. I FUCKING LOVED "THE WIZ". Michael Jackson as the scarecrow...and him and Diana Ross singing "Ease on Down, Ease on Down the Road" made my eight-year-old self sqeal in delight.

I'll never forget watching the video for Thriller at a slumber party. I'll never watching Michael on the 25th Anniversary Special for Motown when he first showed the world the Moonwalk. And I'll never forget learning how to Moonwalk myself (I can still do it -- ask me and I'd love to show off for you). I remember being in love with him (I had that poster of the pic above in my bedroom) and his music -- Michael was a very talented man despite everything. It always struck me that he was someone who didn't live in reality and was probably extremely lonely and that made me sad. I don't condone anything he may have done, but I really hope that his soul is able to find some peace now that he is free to be the child he always wanted to be.
R.I.P. Farrah Fawcett 1947-2009
R.I.P. Michael Jackson 1958-2009

1 comment:

mytruth1118 said...

I loved Michael too, back when he wasn't so weird and freakish. I had his first album on tape! I don't really remember Farrah Fawcett, unfortunately but I would like to see her get an equal amount of media attention as