Michael Jackson
29 AGOSTO 1958 - 25 JUNIO 2009
No puedo creer que se haya muerto la Leyenda del Pop. El Rey del Pop. ¡Qué mundo cruel! Siempre mueren los que no deben... Quiero decir, podés decir lo que quieras sobre lo que él hacía como persona, como padre, esposo, hermano, hijo. Pero cómo músico, como artista: era demasiado bueno para ser tratado como lo trataron. Además, de repente a todo el mundo le gustaba Michael Jackson. Y hablo de los famosos. Vamos, ¿cuántos famosos fueron a llorar al hospital? (chicharra), exacto, CERO. Y eso es porque de repente todos lo amaban. ¿Linday Lohan? Vamos, coloradita, yo te adoro, ¿pero darle el pésame a la familia Jackson por Twitter? Descarada.
En fin. Hubo millones de programaciones, sobre todo provenientes de Mtv y VH1, que hablaron de él. A la larga se les sumó Much Music, pero como que cayeron tarde. La cuestión es que hay que rendirle homenaje al muchacho, y yo no podía no decir nada. Porque... Simplemente no. Cuando yo aparecí en el mundo él ya estaba, y ya era groxxo. Papá y mamá se compraron el Long Play de Thriller, y también el cassette. Y lo escuchaba y decía: ¡guau! Yo no sabía ni limpiarme el culo, pero reconocía que Michael Jackson hacía buena música. Y no es que ahora haya sido la fanática número uno, pero al menos conocía otros temas que no eran ni "Thriller", ni "Beat It".
Bueno, voy a poner algunas de las canciones más significativas (para mí) de Michael Jackson:
Y, mi favorita al final:
De todos modos hay videos que no pueden faltar... (L)
Y, por supuesto, los covers que nunca faltaron... :'( De mis amigos Alien Ant Farm, y Fall Out Boy... "Smooth Crimial", y "Beat It", respectivamente.
(Alien Ant Farm - "Smooth Criminal")
(Fall Out Boy - "Beat It")
Y hablando de covers, no puedo dejar afuera a Weird Al, que se ganó sus parodias de Michael de buena letra :)
FAT (haciéndole parodia a "Bad")
y
EAT IT (haciéndole parodia a "Beat It")
Y con eso me despido... Michael: IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER
xoxo
No puedo creer que se haya muerto la Leyenda del Pop. El Rey del Pop. ¡Qué mundo cruel! Siempre mueren los que no deben... Quiero decir, podés decir lo que quieras sobre lo que él hacía como persona, como padre, esposo, hermano, hijo. Pero cómo músico, como artista: era demasiado bueno para ser tratado como lo trataron. Además, de repente a todo el mundo le gustaba Michael Jackson. Y hablo de los famosos. Vamos, ¿cuántos famosos fueron a llorar al hospital? (chicharra), exacto, CERO. Y eso es porque de repente todos lo amaban. ¿Linday Lohan? Vamos, coloradita, yo te adoro, ¿pero darle el pésame a la familia Jackson por Twitter? Descarada.
En fin. Hubo millones de programaciones, sobre todo provenientes de Mtv y VH1, que hablaron de él. A la larga se les sumó Much Music, pero como que cayeron tarde. La cuestión es que hay que rendirle homenaje al muchacho, y yo no podía no decir nada. Porque... Simplemente no. Cuando yo aparecí en el mundo él ya estaba, y ya era groxxo. Papá y mamá se compraron el Long Play de Thriller, y también el cassette. Y lo escuchaba y decía: ¡guau! Yo no sabía ni limpiarme el culo, pero reconocía que Michael Jackson hacía buena música. Y no es que ahora haya sido la fanática número uno, pero al menos conocía otros temas que no eran ni "Thriller", ni "Beat It".
Bueno, voy a poner algunas de las canciones más significativas (para mí) de Michael Jackson:
There's a place in your heart
And I know that it is love
And this place could be much
Brighter than tomorrow.
And if you really try
You'll find there's no need to cry
In this place you'll feel
There's no hurt or sorrow.
There are ways to get there
If you care enough for the living
Make a little space, make a better place.
Chorus:
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for
You and for me.
We could fly so high
Let our spirits never die
In my heart I feel
You are all my brothers
Create a world with no fear
Together we'll cry happy tears
See the nations turn
Their swords into plowshares
We could really get there
If you cared enough for the living
Make a little space to make a better place.
Chorus:(3x)
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for
You and for me.
There are people dying if you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me.
Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
You and for me / Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
BLACK OR WHITE
I took my baby
On a Saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we're one and the same
Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight
But
If you're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
They print my message
In the Saturday Sun
I had tell them
I ain't second to none
And I told about equality
And it's true
Either you're wrong
Or you're right
But
If you're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the
Going gets rough
I ain't scared of your brother
I ain't scared of no sheets
I ain's scared of nobody
Girl when the goin' gets mean
Rap:
Protection
For gangs, clubs, and nations
Causing grief in human relations
It's a turf war
On a global scale
I'd rather hear both sides of the tale
See, it's not about races
Just places, faces
Where your blood comes from
Is where your space is
I've seen the bright get duller
I'm not going to spend
My life being a color
Don't tell me you agree with me
When I saw you
Kickin' dirt in my eye
But
You're thinkin'about my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I said
If you're thinkin' about my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I said
If you're thinkin' of being my brother
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yea, yea now
Ooh, ooh
Yea, yea, yea now
It's black, it's white
It's tough for them
To get by
It's black, it's white, whoo
And I know that it is love
And this place could be much
Brighter than tomorrow.
And if you really try
You'll find there's no need to cry
In this place you'll feel
There's no hurt or sorrow.
There are ways to get there
If you care enough for the living
Make a little space, make a better place.
Chorus:
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for
You and for me.
We could fly so high
Let our spirits never die
In my heart I feel
You are all my brothers
Create a world with no fear
Together we'll cry happy tears
See the nations turn
Their swords into plowshares
We could really get there
If you cared enough for the living
Make a little space to make a better place.
Chorus:(3x)
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for
You and for me.
There are people dying if you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me.
Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
You and for me / Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
BLACK OR WHITE
I took my baby
On a Saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we're one and the same
Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight
But
If you're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
They print my message
In the Saturday Sun
I had tell them
I ain't second to none
And I told about equality
And it's true
Either you're wrong
Or you're right
But
If you're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the
Going gets rough
I ain't scared of your brother
I ain't scared of no sheets
I ain's scared of nobody
Girl when the goin' gets mean
Rap:
Protection
For gangs, clubs, and nations
Causing grief in human relations
It's a turf war
On a global scale
I'd rather hear both sides of the tale
See, it's not about races
Just places, faces
Where your blood comes from
Is where your space is
I've seen the bright get duller
I'm not going to spend
My life being a color
Don't tell me you agree with me
When I saw you
Kickin' dirt in my eye
But
You're thinkin'about my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I said
If you're thinkin' about my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I said
If you're thinkin' of being my brother
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yea, yea now
Ooh, ooh
Yea, yea, yea now
It's black, it's white
It's tough for them
To get by
It's black, it's white, whoo
Y, mi favorita al final:
THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT US
(the prison version of the controversial)
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody's gone mad
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don't you black or white me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black male
Throw your brother in jail
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don't you wrong or right me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
(the prison version of the controversial)
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody's gone mad
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don't you black or white me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black male
Throw your brother in jail
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don't you wrong or right me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
De todos modos hay videos que no pueden faltar... (L)
SMOOTH CRIMINAL (full version)
THRILLER (full version)
BAD (full version)
(part 1)
(part 2)
YOU ARE NOT ALONE
BEAT IT
JAM
BILLIE JEAN
DIRTY DIANA
THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
THRILLER (full version)
BAD (full version)
(part 1)
(part 2)
YOU ARE NOT ALONE
BEAT IT
JAM
BILLIE JEAN
DIRTY DIANA
THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
Y, por supuesto, los covers que nunca faltaron... :'( De mis amigos Alien Ant Farm, y Fall Out Boy... "Smooth Crimial", y "Beat It", respectivamente.
(Alien Ant Farm - "Smooth Criminal")
(Fall Out Boy - "Beat It")
Y hablando de covers, no puedo dejar afuera a Weird Al, que se ganó sus parodias de Michael de buena letra :)
FAT (haciéndole parodia a "Bad")
y
EAT IT (haciéndole parodia a "Beat It")
Y con eso me despido... Michael: IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER
xoxo
*Not knowing you'd change for just one bite...*
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