The day Our Music Died

I don’t how many of you remember the movie “La bomba “ that highlighted the death of Richie Valance, the “Big Bopper and the legendary Buddy Holly. Don McCllean immortalized this incident in his iconic song “The Day The Music Died.”

That tragedy was the biggest tragedy of the original rock and roll era and for many of our parents and grandparents they can tell you where they were when the news broke. But we in our generation have had our day of tragedy as well on June 25, 2009 the world stood still and cried a collective cry.

Michael Jackson was dead, I personally can't believe that it has been two years but the facts are the facts. MJ is gone and despite what some may think of him and his personal life, he was the greatest entertainer that the world has ever seen.

This not just hyperbole on my part the numbers support the statement that he was the best this world has ever seen. In an earlier post I spoke of how was blessed to see him on two occasions. But what I have found the most remarkable is how the world embraced and loved this little boy from Gary, Indiana.

This morning while watching the news I saw where a grandmother in China who gets up every day and goes to the town square and with her boom box, dances for hours to Michael’s music. I forgot to mention that she is also dressed like Michael, leather jacket and glove.

Although I am sad that one talented is gone, I am glad there have not been any sighting of Michael as we have had with the late ‘Topuc shukur.” Michael the undisputed king of pop is gone but his musical legacy will remain forever.
He now forever enshrined in the pantheon of musical royalty. Yes he was just a man, but what legacy, rest in peace Michael, we will always LOVE YOU!!!