Saturday, June 27, 2009

White Hair Chronicles III

Two more icons from my youth passed away. Michael Jackson, the sequined moonwalker, was more than an icon. He is the King of Pop. He of the supreme talent was also the supreme eccentric. He changed appearance from the little black boy with a very fine voice to a moonwalking, sequined, gloved one with lighter skin, noticeable nose job, and cleft chin. And notorious liking to entertain little boys, which disgraced him later in life. His catchy Don't Stop Til You Get Enough was adapted as the theme song of my favorite local sitcom John and Marsha, and that is what I will always remember from him. He also inspired 1,500 Cebu inmates to perform a synchronized dance to his Thriller number. The video of that performance is now a viral Youtube video.

Then, we also have the news of Farrah Fawcett's death. Though she has been in death throes for the past days, the news of her passing, together with that of Michael's, remind me that my generation is growing old. Farrah Fawcett was my hand-picked favorite among Charlie's Angels. Her poster was on my bedroom wall until Cheryl Tiegs burst into my consciousness.

Michael was 50, Farrah 62. They have projects lined up. Gone too soon. They will be missed.

1 comment:

  1. the nice thing about being an icon is they don't really age with time. it was a shock reminder that Michael Jackson died at the age of 50. considering he was a bit reclusive the last years except for that short video clip of him announcing his October concert tour in London, my image of MJ (both him as black and white) as a young artist is forever etched in my mind. there will be no justice nor money enough to pay his victims of the sexual molestations cases (since they were paid out,we will never know)...i find it personally shocking that i can let that go now and just allow myself to miss a guy with unbelievable talent.

    yes, we all age and we make stupid mistakes! we just don't have the world watching our every move.



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