Michael Jackson has died today. I can't believe it. His music, his image and coveted dance moves will surpass his physical being. It's shocking to know that at 50 years old he died and how quickly it happened. The media is still out on what really happened. There hasn't been a press conference yet with his family or the doctors, but in this moment what is true is that someone, whose face is recognizable in every far flung corner of the earth, has died.
He was the reigning, self-proclaimed, King of Pop and his music will continue to be played, especially today while millions of people are both in shock and in mourning. My initial experience with Michael Jackson came when I watched that wild video for "Remember the time," when he morphs from a panther into himself and has a naughty fling with the princess of some Egyptian King (who was played by Eddie Murphy). The video was totally crazy all the way up to the ending when he busts his trademark spin move and vanishes into sand, while guards are in hot pursuit of him.
His sudden death is unfortunate, with a summer tour on the way and what could have been a big return to the stage and to fans across the globe. I'm certain that this weekend will be one filled with his music in every bar, club or party.
Michael Jackson and his single glove will be no more, he gave us the moon-walk and his legacy will remain timeless.
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