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Thrilling, yet Bad and Dangerous

What can I say when an icon of sorts suddenly becomes HIStory? I would be lying if I said that MJ’s music didn’t shape my formative adolescent years of listening to western music. Specially, growing up in India, he pretty much was the definition of English music for almost a decade. I am not talking about the elite and well exposed Indian music lovers, but I am talking about the average Indian music lover of the 80s who had the craving for western music, yet couldn’t really fathom or relate to the distortion guitar or lyrics soaked with drugs, loneliness and far-fetched love. To all of them, MJ’s music served as a great remedy. To them, his groovy music was the natural progression from the Boney-Ms and the ABBAs & his dancing style was what the Indian cinema needed. So, MJ connected to them at all levels. It didn’t matter his voice exuded effeminate tones and it didn’t matter you could hardly understand any of the words as the electronic pop beats swallowed the listeners and mesmerized them.

Almost 25 years later, since the first time I listened to MJ, I can’t believe that I would be writing an obituary for a music icon. I had read and wondered about many, many musicians of the 60s and 70s dying young. Many, before I grew up to understand their lives and music. But now, here goes another !

MJ – All your personal controversies apart, as much I have to confess that I was not your biggest fan, I also have to confess that I have tapped my feet many a time to your dancing tunes. You gave many of us something we will always remember..You lived a dangerously, thrilling life and I know how bad it must have been. You were not invincible, now that you have become history and you got to be there where you didn’t want to be there at 50.

You have proved through your death (again) that fame can catch up with inner peace very easily. In fact, it can override the person if they don’t keep their heads steady.

Why MJ? Why did you fall into the trap of pain killers?


Besides fantasizing about being a Peter Gibbons at least for a couple of days at my work, I think I have a long way to go to realize some of the other fantasies. But like any ambitious man out there, I will get there! Note: All views expressed in this blog are mine alone and have got nothing to do with my company Cogent IBS, Inc., its employees or any of its affiliates.

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