Just caught the end of the memorial service on TV when I got home from work. I hope they run it again tonight, it looks like it was good.
And I saw a great article about
Thriller, here:
How Michael Jackson's "Thriller" changed music business
Most people on this forum are too young to remember
Thriller mania. Sure, by now you've all heart about it, but that's not the same thing...
Thriller can never happen again.
No artist, anywhere, will ever sell 40 million copies in a single year again. Information sources were limited in 1983: no internet, no satellite radio, and cable TV was much weaker (only a couple dozen channels, and only about a third of the US had it). So it was easier for Michael Jackson to literally be
everywhere at once. There was no website or reality show you could turn to; at times, it was Michael Jackson or nothing. In addition to great music,
that's why he became so big, and it will never happen again.
I have a confession. I didn't really post much about Jackson when he died. Most of my posts were about the Beatles catalog. And that's because Jackson's death actually hit me pretty hard, and I just couldn't find the words for it.
When
Thriller came out, I was 11 years old. Not only did I play it damn near every day, but so did every kid I knew. My friend Bubba who first turned me on to AC/DC played it every day. My friend Chuck who first turned me on to Kiss played it every day. My neighbor Randy who was into pop like Duran Duran played it every day.
Thriller absolutely transcended genre;
everyone had it and played it all the time.
In fact, now that I think about it, it was the first album by a black artist that I ever bought.
We didn't just listen to
Thriller alone, of course. I remember going to lots of friends' houses and listening to it with them. Had plenty over to my house too. Of course this still goes on today, but the groups of friends are smaller because few modern albums are liked by
everyone the was Thriller was.
So Thriller, for me, was much more than just a great album - I have tons of memories tied up around that music. Jackson's death brought all that stuff to mind; things I hadn't recalled in decades. And I had to just let all those memories roll around my brain for a while before I could really post about what Jackson's music meant to me (not just about the songs he owned).
Hell, I think I'll even go listen to it again now...