Last night I got totally sucked into the making of Michael Jackson’s Bad album on ABC. Even though I wasn’t psycho about him like some of my childhood friends, I am thankful (on Thanksgiving!) I stayed home to watch it – and not participate in Black Friday.
I got an in-depth and quick education on his discipline and style. I already knew this, but it was nice to hear from others who also witnessed it – the choreographers who helped shape his dancing in his videos (or short films as they were called), the sound engineers, songwriters and video directors who collaborated with him on a vision.
On a side note, yesterday, Thanksgiving was also the 15th anniversary of Michael Hutchence’s death. While not great how he died, (I still maintain it was an accident), it felt a little bit like a childhood homecoming of sorts –
Follow me for a second. Bad was released in 1987. ABC showed footage of his 1988 concert at Wembley – the same year I saw INXS play in Sacramento – touring in support of their 1987 album, Kick, which also celebrated its 25th anniversary this year.
The band posted this on its website honoring his death.
And then linked to this video – which if you look closely at this frame, you will see the date when I saw them play at Cal Expo.
Last week, they announced their breakup during a co-headlined Matchbox 20 concert in Perth, Australia. I won’t lie – I nearly died when I found out. But I also knew in the back of my mind this day would come.
Last night’s 90 minute long Jackson documentary made me feel like an artist again – without visionaries like him, we would not have anything aspire to, no one to look up and dream ourselves. Artists move mankind forward.
It showed me anything’s possible if you’re willing to put in the time, aka the 10,000 hour rule.
And then I re-watched some of Charlie Rose featuring JK Rowling discussing her new novel. She touches on her process, which is really important to me – it shows I feel the same meaning I may be onto something after all. Sometimes people need to keep pushing forward because they know it will turn out wonderful in the end.