RIP M.J.

Au revior Mr Jackson. Like most people of my vintage (1977 : Oaky notes, citrus aroma and a smooth vanilla finish.) I grew up replaying the cassette album of Bad until the tape warped and it started sounding like a duet between Barry White and Alvin from the Chipmonks.

And when that happened I went and bought another beacuse the music is timeless classic pop. You listen to it now and all the freakshow elements from his later life just dissappear. Thriller is apparantly still the best selling album of all time and its sales on Itunes (Other online music stores are available) are only adding to that achievment.

He made the mistake common to those the public revere as Gods, he started to think he was one. If you surround yourself with Yes men, whose continued employement revolves around agreeing with every word that drops from your lips, then don't be surprised when you find yourself dangling your son over a balcony or feeding alcohol to minor because no-one had the termerity to say "No".

Goodbye (to the singer of ) Billie Jean, you left us with Three classic albums, a couple of crap ones, Thousands of unredeemable o2 tickets and a rainforests worth of tabloid headlines.