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If no results were found please broaden your search. As expected, most are from my childhood. These chunks of perfection are not defining moments but people, places and experiences. My memory of Michael Jackson is one of them. My musical love affair began at the age of five. When I found out I was moving to America, I promptly requested that my mom purchase a cassette of his. To me, Michael was America. He could have been the president for all I knew. He was the first of many artists who made me fall in love with music.
Everyone knows you never forget your first love, and pop music was mine. Michael set the standard, hence his title as the King of Pop. Nowadays, a mainstream musician is lucky to have one to two hits in a lifetime.
With Michael, nearly every song on his albums is a golden nugget. Since the late s, his music would define decades while simultaneously becoming timeless. But I know his mistakes could never change my love for his music. But not towards him.
I always want to remember my childhood, which is obviously somewhat synonymous with MJ. This goes with millions of people in spanned generations. This is a way to remember a much simpler time, and my innocence.