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It's funny that his own recorded music was terrible -- but with Michael performing, it was amazing.
Not a fan of any recordings after Quincy Jones, just Off The Wall, Thriller, and Bad really. Everything else was overproduced and sterile. Too much money in production, and not enough soul. In my humble opinion.
I wish someone would, some day, make a documentary about the music production -- leaving aside all the controversy and fame. Just the in-studio production, writing, the instruments, the players, the singers, the amps, the microphones, the mixing boards.
Sort of a MJ version of "In the Shadows of Motown".
Nobody will, and that's a sad shame. Every documentary, past and future, about Michael Jackson will be about everything BUT the music, which is flogging a dead horse. The documentaries always become a rubbernecking Gawker-style sensationalist circus about the papparazzi, the news media, and the fans -- and never about the production of the actual albums.
Best Era too
Nostalgia
Woo!
Remember the time
Do you remember, girl?
Remember the time
On the phone, you and me
Remember the time
'Til dawn, two or three
What about us, girl?
Remember the time
Do you, do you, do you, do you, do you
Remember the time
In the park, on the beach
Remember the time
You and me, in Spain
What about, what about
Rrrbrapp dapdap dap Rrrbap dadadah!
Remember the time
Woo! in the park
Remember the time
After dark
Do you, do you, do you,
Remember the time
Do you, do you,
do you, do you
Remember the time
Yeah ah! yeah ah! Woo!
Remember the time
Remember the time...
But, as I said, sterile and soulless.
Just tell 'em that it's human nature
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIvIOzXNq60
But those people don't realize that Michael Jackson was first and foremost a Pop artist. His music was commercialized spectacle meant to elevate people to peace, love and understanding.
It's not just the meaning, but to me the most creepy thing is how obsessively he keep asking if that Annie is ok without much context.
He talks about a few random vaguely menacing / scary things without any context and then he obsessively repeats "Annie are you ok"?
It's so weird, lol