I waited to write about Michael Jackson because I needed to separate his suspected pedophilia from his genius.
I was to see him at the O2. One of life’s great regrets will be not having seen him when he toured India.
Jackson had a huge influence on my career as a music critic, my passion for dance and my love for the arts. Then he had sleepovers with kids.
For me, Michael Jackson died with Dangerous. After that it was a freak show dragging on till the inevitable.
The day he entered Neverland, is the day the music died.
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Exactly, brother, exactly!
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