tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post639074658730417572..comments2023-10-18T03:06:25.107-07:00Comments on The Daily Growler: We Interrupt This ProgramThe Daily Growlerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052460567863294528noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post-49742563571419356182009-07-04T09:34:45.625-07:002009-07-04T09:34:45.625-07:00I guess I'll just have to accept divine charac...I guess I'll just have to accept divine character status. Could be worse.<br /><br />love, twtp, MbMarybethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13278520565186414844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post-75837616962985084742009-07-03T20:36:53.110-07:002009-07-03T20:36:53.110-07:00embee,
In defense of our self-admitted invincible...embee,<br /><br />In defense of our self-admitted invincible Wolf Man, he does not say Michael wrote "Human Nature"--the sentence before he mentions "Human Nature" he did flat-out say Jackson wrote some of the greatest tunes ever written, but that period ends that statement. His contention would be Miles did the tune because of Michael's version and not because Steve Porcaro wrote it.<br /><br />You see why the Wolf Man has put you as a character, a divine character, on his parallel line, as adjacent to him in terms of mind, body, and charm (what you might call spirit) (it's actually Debbie Harry's theory) a character of like character in terms of everyday people (Sly Stone) and how they like those proverbial ships passing in the night are closer and nearer as long as they are characters in the continuing present than they think or know. It's a fascinating theory if you get involved in its novel use as implied on this blog. Yes, you were in Wolf Man territory where you were, the bellybutton (the disconnected umbilical) of Manhattan as he calls it, and, yes, you could have passed the Wolf Man, stared right into his eyes, though wouldn't you have known it if you had?--but be glad you didn't--it's much more romantic this way, isn't it?--but then according to the theory, you are always on a parallel line with the Wolf Man even when you are back on the Other Coast. Like we said, fascinating isn't it?<br /><br />We producing laborers (ignoble workers) here at the Growler are jealous of your continuing status with the Wolf Man, a status we're too real to ever get to enjoy. <br /><br />the Growler staffThe Daily Growlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15052460567863294528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post-91512414114924505692009-07-02T23:04:23.074-07:002009-07-02T23:04:23.074-07:00I have an infinity of things to say about Michael ...I have an infinity of things to say about Michael Jackson, but most of all, that I loved him absolutely. <br /><br />That he had too many plastic surgeries was not all that freaky. It's common enough in the celebrity world. That he had a proclivity for 13 year old boys is a little freaky, but unfortunately not all that uncommon. What WAS truly freaky about Michael Jackson was his music and his dancing which were about 40 standard deviations out from the norm. That was what was freaky about Michael. He was a rarified genius even in the realm of geniuses. <br /><br />I played his "Thriller" album to death, but never killed it. I can still listen to any and all of those songs with relish ESPECIALLY Human Nature, which I think is one of the best songs of all time. It was not, however, written by Michael. It was composed by Steve Porcaro with lyrics by Steve Porcaro and John Bettis. Michael's delivery is the best in the world though, trumping even Miles's cover-- and God knows I adore Miles. <br /><br />The videos of Michael doing Human Nature are so sweet. Michael's voice is surreal in its beauty and the poignancy of his delivery is achingly sweet. I could never get enough of him doing that song. <br /><br />I always loved him even after the world drove him to isolation and strangeness. This world always kills its most beautiful because it doesn't understand them. Michael Jackson was too beautiful for this ugly world of assholes. His story is a sad one. His music and dancing lift me up still, and I'm so sorry that life wasn't kinder to him.<br /><br />And thanks for your tribute. It was, as always with you, very informative. Curiously, I was on West 31st Street in NYC when heard he was dead. I was walking from the Frick on 70th and 5th down to the Staten Island Ferry and had just passed the junction of 5th and Broadway. Your neck of the woods. See, I could have passed you on the street. Who knows? Maybe the same bird echoed through both of us separate in the evening (to quote Rilke).Marybethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13278520565186414844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post-11128340354038238562009-06-27T05:56:53.681-07:002009-06-27T05:56:53.681-07:00Yeah, it's too bad his genius is overshadowed ...Yeah, it's too bad his genius is overshadowed in the popular mind by all the bullshit. In the US, anyway; I just saw a quote from some guy in Egypt saying "he symbolized Western music and culture for us." I guarantee you that guy doesn't care about, and probably never heard of, MJ's drug use, sexual preferences, and excessive whitening. He cares about the music.Languagehathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13285708503881129380noreply@blogger.com