- published: 10 Sep 2015
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September 10 is the 253rd day of the year (254th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 112 days remaining until the end of the year.
Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American singer, songwriter, record producer, dancer, and actor. Called the King of Pop, his contributions to music and dance, along with his publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades.
The eighth child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his elder brothers Jackie, Tito, Jermaine, and Marlon as a member of the Jackson 5 in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971. In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller" from his 1982 album Thriller, were credited with breaking down racial barriers and with transforming the medium into an art form and promotional tool. The popularity of these videos helped to bring the then-relatively-new television channel MTV to fame. His 1987 album Bad spawned the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 number-one singles "I Just Can't Stop Loving You", "Bad", "The Way You Make Me Feel", "Man in the Mirror", and "Dirty Diana", becoming the first album to have five number-one singles on the Billboard Hot 100. With videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream", he continued to innovate the medium throughout the 1990s, as well as forging a reputation as a touring solo artist. Through stage and video performances, Jackson popularized a number of complicated dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive sound and style has influenced numerous artists of various music genres.
I'd like to think this is the last song for her,
but I've been known to be wrong.
Seriously, this time I think I mean it,
because two years and a day seems like a good length for this crappy movie.
And as much as I want her,
I can't let it run my whole life.
So here's my letter, a goodbye to these obsessive thoughts,
and we will have these records of our lives.
That's what you've got from me.
Don't ask just how we'll meet, or when that time will be,
but I'm convinced my life's a movie
and good things will come this way eventually.
Because I'm releasing the good vibes on the stereo, and it's shocking.
If all I can be is a memory, then that's all I want to be.
I want this to be a celebration.
Fuck this, you never had a reason.
Fuck this, I know you wanted to say no.
Fuck this, tell me you had your reasons.