This is it
Friday, 26 March 2010
My love bought the video “This is it”. Like for many people our age, Michael Jackson was an important part of the soundtrack of our life. I never stopped buying his CD’s but I never liked to listen to anything that he made starting with “Bad”. (Hm, I bought that one as an LP, actually.) As a fan I found it hard to see such a talented person loose himself in such a stupid behaviour. And since he hadn’t done anything for the past decade, I didn’t think too much of “This is it”. But it was better than I could have hoped for. I f you don’t expect new songs, and if you can stand the pathetic behaviour of the man (and of that of the people who surround him here), you can enjoy a great performer who is able to show a fairly good part of what he was in his heydays.
Halfway the documentary my love said: his talent is timing. I thought that a good observation. He is a good singer, dancer, actor and performer, but what makes him bog is his feeling for timing. That doesn’t make a bad song a good song, but it is always inspiring to watch someone giving expression to his/her talent.
When Michael Jackson died, several of my friends were shocked, because he was of the same age as they are. I didn’t feel that; I had already decided that Michael Jackson sort of died after he made Thriller. But when I saw This is it, I saw his body and his movements and recognised my own body. Growing old is a weird experience, and it seems to be very difficult to do it in a decent, dignified way. I have little to no people in my mind that serve as as an example of how I would like to grow old too. That is often on my mind lately. I don’t expect to live any longer than fifteen or twenty years, and that means little time left. I don’t worry about it, but I just wonder what I want to do with the rest of my life.
Having no idea what to do with the rest of my life at this moment I just do whatever comes up in my mind. Right now all that comes up are drawings:
