I wish I could say that Michael Jackson
was going to get back to writing incredibly delicious pop songs for
the world to enjoy, and that that was the thing that was going to bring
peace to everyone, but we all know that’s never going to happen,
since Michael has lost his gift; the last decent pop song he wrote
was “Jam,” which he probably didn’t write. Who knows
how many of them he wrote in the first place? No one does, really.
But at any rate his gift for making great pop records has evaporated
in a haze of chemical peels and the fog given off by mirrors set up
to face one another. It probably won’t be coming back. |
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