thriller.

Driving to work today was great. I turned onto oldies 1033 and they're doing a michael jackson tribute. never have a chair-danced so much on my way to work. ever. as i was dancing i began writing this post. Creativity inspires creativity.

as someone who dj'ed for a few years, michael jackson was my best friend. "why?" you ask? well simply because he was the perfect party elixir. for a guaranteed party, add 2 parts turntable, 4 parts speaker, and 1 part michael. (and a dash of yours truly :P)

got hesitant dancers? play michael

got a family event? play michael

got hipsters? play michael

got thugs? play michael

i mean, got any type of people?! play michael

got robots?! definitely play michael.

there is something indescribable about mj's music. his level of performance and creativity just seemed to inspire. it seemed like his music was bigger than just getting you to dance. but i'd say 99% of the reactions to his songs were dancing. maybe more. at least initially.

There's a reason for that. i mean he made music to a standard that made him want to dance ... and if you've ever seen him dance, you know why you want to too. his dance moves were just ... unmatched. and his catalog of hits and his diversity in performance, both dancing AND singing, were on another planet.

clearly if i'm being honest with myself, there were (at least) two michaels. The one that everyone loved to celebrate with through his music and the one that the public didnt quite understand and perhaps he himself did not understand. the performer michael vs. the private michael. private mike was eccentric there is no doubt about that, but it seems that there was more to the story than perhaps the world knew.

maybe we'll never fully understand the struggles he had as a man who fought his whole life to find the childhood he never had, but personally i'm not as interested in those details. i'll keep focusing on his music and listening these tributes because he's got a lot of songs and i'd like to hear all my favorites and dance in my car and in the elevator at work. and in my seat. and walking down the stairs...