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The Wife
Hurray For The Goddamned Idiot!
The highest as the lowest form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
(Wilde)
But you should file this under Fiction.
I was a snob from an early age. In elementary school I sneered at th kids who rocked Thriller jackets and white gloves. Later on I came to an appreciation of pop music, learing to love unabashédly records like “Billy Jean”, “Rock With You”, “Man In The Mirror”, “Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’”, “Smooth Criminal” etc. But I never really cnsiderd th scope of the man’s artistic legacy until now. Right now people who know are talkin about his career in ways that make me reconsider his significance…and I’m lissenin.
In particular, this essay took me to school.
Also lissen to this conversation (empeethree) with Jesse Thorn, Jay Smooth, and Oliver Wang, 3 astute, sensitive dudes who know their shit. It focuses mostly on the cultural legacy, rather than musical; and the essay linkd above soundly refutes some of the ignorant comments that slip in, like, “He wasnt a songwriter.”
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