Some thought he was B.A.D. and a Smooth Criminal, but I think he's a Thriller who will always make us Remember the Time and Scream.

Home on a rainy Friday, about to go get my hair did (not sure why, it's miserable out), and after watching the continuous coverage of the death of Michael Jackson on TV, online and on the radio, I was inspired to write a blog entry.

I don't know about you guys, but I can remember singing many-a-Michael song in elementary school during Assembly in the auditorium of P.S. 255 in Brooklyn, NY. We're hearing on the television that his music inspired so many people; it not only inspired it unified. In my eyes, he stands to be the ONLY musician that brings together races and creeds of all kind. His music is not only prized in the U.S., but it's sung around the world, from Iran, to Israel, from Brooklyn to North Korea.

As an 80's baby, I grew up listening to my brother and sister rockin' out to the 8-track of "Michael Jackson's Greatest Hits" and I even cried from fright after watching the debut of "Thriller" on MTV. Vincent Price's laugh haunted me for a long period of time during my childhood, but whatever. I still remember my sister hogging up the wall space of our bedroom with his posters, but I thank her for blasting his music when all I wanted to do was watch She-Ra. It was this early on that I became a fan.

I thought I'd post some MJ links and photos that bring me back, enjoy.

R.I.P. MJ