But it can go beyond "enjoyed listening to" for many people, and celebrity
need not have anything to do with it. If the formative years of your life
were filled with the music of a particular musician or group of musicians
then it wouldn't be unusual to have a strong emotional attachment to that
music and the people who made it. At times some people take amazing comfort
or inspiration from particular music. Eddie Vedder of the band Pearl Jam
said that at a very rough time in his life the album Quadrophenia by The Who
affected him so strongly that he feels like it saved his life. It stands to
reason than an alienated youth would respond to music about a confused,
angry teenager, and that such music could have some therapeutic value.
Sure, some people take it too far and act like a famous musician is a member
of their family. And when whole industries exist to feed the celebrity
frenzy some people are subject too, well it's no wonder any idiot who can
get his/her face on TV can become rich and famous (Paris Hilton, I'm talking
to you). But on the saner side of the phenomenon are millions of people who
have so many memories of growing up listening to The Beatles or whoever that
they are genuinely saddened by the death of someone like John Lennon, or in
this case Michael Jackson. That doesn't strike me as weird or unhealthy
unless they phone in sick at work for a week because they're too upset that
their favorite musician died.
Pretty easy. I, for example, have never listened to a complete song by
either Jackson or Lennon (that I know of).
I HAVE listened to all 42 of Mozart's symphonies - some more than once.
But, unlike I'll wager, the Jackson devotees, I cannot tell you Mozart's
favorite color, whether his socks match, or the brand of toothpaste he used.
My appreciation of the product does not translate to idolization of the
Mozart used toothpaste and wore socks? I thought that stockings were the
style of the day and commercial toothpaste that had a brand didn't come
along until he had been dead for more than 100 years.
Apparently it doesn't extend to having an idea what century he lived in.
: But, unlike I'll wager, the Jackson devotees, I cannot tell you Mozart's
: favorite color, whether his socks match, or the brand of toothpaste he used.
: My appreciation of the product does not translate to idolization of the
At the time Mozart was alive, he had much the same type of notoriety nd
idolization as a modern pop or rock star.
So, to complete your analogy, in a hundred years or two, people may be
listening to Jackson's work without caring all
that much about the details of his life. Sounds about right.
-- Andy Barss
Heh, good one. Papa Bach had what amounted to head-cutting contests in the
manner of blues and jazz musicians in which he would humble keyboard
challengers, in at least one case scaring one out of town. Paganini,
Beethoven, Mozart--they were the rock stars of their day, they composed and
performed for money and status, and generated intense adoration and behavior
from many of their fans. Yet today some folks prefer to look back on their
music as purely cerebral, as if passion (and commerce) didn't exist in
previous centuries. Talk about unintentional comedy.
I find is easy to enjoy music from Bach to Iggy & the Stooges. I believe it
was Duke Ellington who said there are only two kinds of music--good music
and bad music. IMO music is a big house, it has a lot of rooms (even if the
contents of some rooms amount to guilty pleasures). I have to feel a bit
sorry for those who can appreciate the genius of Mozart but for some reason
can't or won't do the same with John Coltrane or Pete Townshend or Johnny
Cash. Frankly there are few things more absurd than the music snob, for
some reason classical and jazz seem to produce them in large quantities.
That degree of worship by rabid fans is bizarre, but then depicting all fans
of a particular performer as being that intense is also a bit weird. I
wouldn't have walked across the street to hear Mr. Jackson perform, but that
doesn't mean I can't acknowledge how good he was at what he did for a
: contents of some rooms amount to guilty pleasures). I have to feel a bit
: sorry for those who can appreciate the genius of Mozart but for some reason
: can't or won't do the same with John Coltrane or Pete Townshend or Johnny
Frankly there are few things more absurd than the music snob, for
: some reason classical and jazz seem to produce them in large quantities.
Classical I can sot of understand. It was originally court music, so the
paying audience was rich, at least in the beginning. And today as in the past
a full orchestra is just lain expensive, so ticket prices have to be high, and
so it goes.
But jazz? Who decided that jazz was more prestigious
(i.e. better, more high-falooting) than folk, rock, blues,
or electronica? I really don't get this.
-- Andy Barss
No argument, Michael Jackson was a freak. Just because we believe that isn't
going to change the opinion of those who feel that Jackson was some kind of
deity. Those people simply haven't had enough experience in life to know any
better. It's one of the few things I know of that makes being older an
Doug, that was brilliantly stated, I hope you don't mind, I will use your
words for rebuttal purposes when confronting those who worship him as a God.
Of course, credit will go to the guy on the newsgroup.
I believe you have hit the nail squarely on the head!
There was a letter in today's local newspaper from a woman who is undergoing
chemotherapy thanking the people that have donated blood so she might have a
better chance of surviving. Ordinary people, Real heroes.
Yeah, but every one of those people would say, "Hero? You've got the wrong guy.
Talk to those firefighters over there."
Talk to the firefighters, they'd say "Hero? Talk to those guys in Iraq."
Talk to the guys and gals in Iraq, they'd say, "Hero? You must mean my buddy
who didn't make it."
You can't talk to him.
I suspect that like the details you mentioned above about him danglening his
son by one leg, society does not really care about the truth any more and
will spew any thing to get one's attention. If you report the truth he
probably does not look quite so bad.
I did not care for his antics but he was a pretty good entertainer.
I don't care what Michael did to his body, nor do I care about all the
personal problems he had. But I do like his music, he was
exceptionally talented at that. If you have nothing good to say about
the dead, say nothing at all.
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