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I am so sick right now…I’m heartbroken. I was about 8 years old when Thriller came out…I still have my original copy. I remember the first time I saw the Billie Jean video. I remember when Disneyland was open for 48 hours when Captain EO came out. My mom woke me up out of my sleep and took me to see it. I love her for that.

I loved Michael Jackson. I was and am a fan. I would watch his videos for hours, trying to mimic his moves, his voice. I wanted to become him. I remember being him for halloween, Gheri Curl, glove, socks and all. I had the doll, the buttons, the pencil cases, the notebooks, I went to see the Victory tour…man, this just hurts so much!

He was more than the King of Pop. He was a Musical Genius. Michael was captivating. Everything about him seemed magical. From that point on, I was a devout fan. His music was always so full of emotion. He didn’t just sing a song, you could feel him giving you his soul with every vocal inflection. On a ballad, he could make you fall in love…on a dance track, he made you want to get on the floor. His gift was thorough. No one could challenge the strength of his voice, his stage presence, his songwriting, his essential star power. Today, pop stars dream to capture the world like Michael. He is and will forever be the standard by which all others will be measured. As a DJ, when you play Michael, you know the party will come alive. I prefer to remember him as he was on Motown 25. At the peak of his stardom, wrecking the stage with his brothers, and then blowing you away on his own. I will miss you Michael. Thanks for the Magic.