To me it means a few things. Michael was most of my life more an image then a real person. Mostly because I grew up with him, and as a child you often view MTV, pop stars and their performing as entertainment as you did with cartoons and toys. But as I reached the age of 11-14 I started becoming more interested in the art itself. This is 1991 to 1994 so Michael is still much relevant to the pop charts. My general growth in musical interest always led back to Michael. If I grew an interest for something I often looked at skills. Michael always danced better, sang better and made better albums, videos, concerts. I still was not getting the message he had, only vaguely. It became more clear after I had passed 18. At 15 I turned my focus onto dance. The natural choice of inspiration was Michael. And I wanted to dance like he did. All other dances were boring in comparison.
I don't think I would have become interested in dancing if Michael had not existed.
I have off course turned my attention to other artists and bands and other aspects of music.
But I like when music kicks ass, when videos are just so good it makes the rest look pale. When the artist who sings so good, dances better then everyone else while singing better then anyone else. That was also Michael's curse. He reached the limit of what anyone could do, and he had to outdo himself. He died for that. I learned something from that.
Everyone can do what they want to do if they have the willpower to make yourself do it. That's the trick, you don't convince yourself it is possible, you make yourself believe it.
Michael taught me that, but he has now taught me something else. Don't forget to live because life is short.
And I can still put on his records and turn my stereo to full power. Life is good when you can do that
I don't think I would have become interested in dancing if Michael had not existed.
I have off course turned my attention to other artists and bands and other aspects of music.
But I like when music kicks ass, when videos are just so good it makes the rest look pale. When the artist who sings so good, dances better then everyone else while singing better then anyone else. That was also Michael's curse. He reached the limit of what anyone could do, and he had to outdo himself. He died for that. I learned something from that.
Everyone can do what they want to do if they have the willpower to make yourself do it. That's the trick, you don't convince yourself it is possible, you make yourself believe it.
Michael taught me that, but he has now taught me something else. Don't forget to live because life is short.
And I can still put on his records and turn my stereo to full power. Life is good when you can do that
