The Way You Make Me Feel

The way Michael Jackson made me feel was YOUNG and INSPIRED. I was shocked and saddened by his death because he was one of the first musical artists I fell in love with.

MJ's January '97 concert in Honolulu was my very FIRST concert. I was only 11-years-old and my uncle had bought me a ticket for my birthday. I had the time of my life. I can still remember how I couldn't understand why the woman sitting in front of me was flashing her breasts and screaming inappropriate declarations of lust at Michael. Haha! He blew my mind with his dance moves and swagger.

Anyway, I know his music will live on forever and he'll have a page in music history books in the future (if not already). He marks my generation, my era.

Rest in peace, to the late King of Pop.