Showing posts with label michael jackson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label michael jackson. Show all posts

Friday, November 23, 2012

Annie are you OK?


I haven't blogged about a TV program in a long time, probably because there isn't much worth blogging about lately.  But I stayed up late enough to watch Spike Lee's "Michael Jackson: Bad 25" Special last night...fighting sleep by washing my face several times in the hour.

It's hard to believe it's been over three years since he died.  Michael Jackson was always one of my favorite performers.  From the little boy singing "ABC Easy as 1-2-3," to the dancer, producer, performer he became.  The Spike Lee Joint went into the background story of several of the songs on the "Bad" album, and interviewed the producer, director, choreographers, singers, musicians, and supporting cast of the "Bad" video, or "short film" as Michael preferred to call it.  The short film was produced in 1987, so this year marks the 25th anniversary.  Out of the nine singles on the album, five of them made number one on the charts, more than made number one on his "Thriller" album.

As the production history of each of the nine singles unfolded, Spike Lee showed us more of the genius of Michael Jackson, how the music and lyrics came together in his head, the melody, harmony, the instrumentation.  When musicians were brought in to be part of one production, Michael could tell the guitarist what exact sound he wanted to hear in specific points in the track to produce the music that was in his head as he conceived it.  When it all came together in the right way, Michael would dance.

Some things I already knew about Michael.  That he could sing all the harmony, first the melody, then lay over a track where he sang the tenor, then add the high soprano and the bass. And he did sing the lowest bass.  I knew his dance moves were inspired by some greats, Fred Astaire, James Brown, and Jackie Wilson.  I didn't know that much of his street moves came from Soul Train dancers, one of whom became the choreographer for the dancers in the "Bad" video.  The real surprise for me was the origin of the lyrics for "Smooth Criminal."  All these years I thought he was singing, "Annie are you walking," but instead he was saying "Annie are you OK?"  Annie is the dummy used for CPR training, and before you start the compressions on somebody's chest or breathing into their mouth, you ask, "Are you OK?"

"BAD" became such a big part of my life, my first vanity license plate that I had from 1989 to 1997 read "HOOSBAD."  My late husband said the plate incensed drivers behind us if he happened to be driving my car.  I relented and changed to a kinder-gentler vanity plate.

When a great musician dies, we feel the loss so much we buy up every bit of his music we can.   But the music lives on.



Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Michael Jackson - "This is it!"


I went to see it at 1:00 today with my sons. Tinker says he'll wait to see it on DVD. I wanted the big screen experience. I never had the privilege of a live Michael concert, and I hoped this would give me a taste of what had missed while he was living. I knew this was rehearsal footage, but didn't know what to expect.

First of all, Michael was very much in charge, vibrant, not at all sickly. The movie merged multiple rehearsal sessions of individual songs (you could tell by the change of clothing), and he was dancing, singing (at the same time)...how many of you 50-somethings can sing while you walk upstairs? He was directing singers, dancers, and musicians, singing the instrument parts, getting the perfectionist's sound and tempo.

There was new movie footage for the Thriller sequence as well as new black-and-white footage of Michael with Bogart and Edward G. Robinson for Smooth Criminal. Just a wonderful small morsel of the concert that might have been.

Michael was demanding, but gentle. He treated the whole team of singers, dancers, musicians, technicians, directors as family. He thanked them with "I love you," when they responded to his changing demands for perfection.

I lost count of the songs. There was a taste of the Jackson Five, and he went through the decades of hits, every one you would want to request. I was dancing in my seat. There were times when he held back on the voice, said he was saving his voice. But other times he got really into it and gave it his top performance.

I guess you can tell I'm a fan.

Attendance was light at 1:00. There were fewer than 20 people in the theater. Many of us had bought tickets in advance, expecting a crowd. Most of us stayed through the credits at the end.

Some critics have given this documentary 1/2 star. I give it four.