Went tonight to see “This Is It” with my wife in a nearby theater. Brought up many memories of my youth, including me going to MJ’s concert (“The Pepsi Tour”). Incredible how The King of Pop™ embodied so many talents in one person: writing, singing, dancing, acting… And he even wears a black hat!
Now, I won’t get all nostalgic here and say how much we’ll miss him at all. No cheap tears, no drenched tissues.
But lots of goose bumps!
I feel incredibly inspired. Making music and singing is something that I love doing and I am upset with myself for never making a proper hobby out of it. No doubt it has a lot to do with the fact that after yeshiva, anything but learning is bitul zman. Or, as they said in my yeshivah, “Rock & Roll is Prikas Ol” (throwing off the yoke of Heaven).
Soon, I should get myself a keyboard or a guitar and start writing music again. Perhaps it won’t as good as Wacko Jacko, but we all know that after 120 years they won’t ask me “Why weren’t you as good as the gadol hador, Michael Jackson?”. But I will be asked: “Why weren’t you as good as Undercover Kofer”?