| The Day He Lost His Boogie |
Jun 27, 2009 at 12:14 |
Celebrities, pop-stars (pop-tarts), superstars, they have always seemed
like such an invincible breed. Capable of anything while freed from the
associated ramifications. The ramifications of life, of jumping off a
cliff, of having way to much collagen, of a non-existent
food-intake.. and the list goes on. Of course our warped perception and voyeuristic attitude toward
these super-humans have as much to do with the movies they produce, as
it does with the 'news' the glossies (print, TV and broadcast) decide
to feed us.
We mere mortals can not help but become slaves to
the news-feeds that evade our aural space; infiltrating our thoughts
and ideas. These so-called 'celebrities' wave to us through the
television, laugh and blow us rasperries from the red carpet and are
'ever' so grateful for our love and support.
Oh no wait, how does it go? 'I'd like to thank god and all of my fans, because without you, none of this would be possible'. Oh yea, so there is god too, but mostly it's us.
We
(secretly) look up to them: We adore the way they dress and in-turn
create copy-cat versions (see the 1001 fashion copy adoration sites -
oh Kate you're such an inspiration; unwashed hair, mini-shorts and gumboots - Now why didn't I think of that!)
We
print off their photos or rip them out of magazines, only to whip them
out at the hairdresser. Make me look like Jennifer Aniston! We
frequently save them to our computer desktop, oh Giselle why can't my girlfriend be as sexy as you?
[Buy her some tan-in-a-can and pay for a 'small' breast augmentation and you're half way there!]
And then.. as we wait, with baited breathe, for their next unpredictable move; new hair-cut, new beau, new career (see Joaquin Phoenix), they go and die on us...
They die and
with their withering bodies, their incredibly built-up persona comes
crashing down. What about the new haircut? I thought after that it was
a shoe-in! She seemed so happy with her fourth husband; things were
definitely looking up for her! At least that's what E! News told me. Was it all a lie? Oh Ryan Seacrest are you capable of such follies?
Recently, it seems like they're dropping like flies. These inspirational
muses who we try to replicate, personify, perhaps even clone(?) Calling
Top Shop. On Thursday morning, both Charlie's Angel, Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson - 'the king of pop' - passed away. After suffering from a heart attack, the 50
year old had no more left to give, leaving behind three children, a
musical legacy and a few thousand ticket holders.
M.J had 18 summer concerts planned in London through August at the O2 Arena, a hugely anticipated series that was expected to resurrect
the star’s career and earn him an estimated 50 million U.S dollars. The
shows were to begin July 13 2009 but the majority of them were pushed
back to March 2010. The Jackson camp cited 'the challenges presented by such a large and technically complex concert'
as the reason and insisted that the star was in good health. Fans were
sceptical and if there were ever a time to say 'I told you so,' now
would be it. Instead Facebook and Twitter walls are crowded with messages of praise and admiration.
All the ridicule that once clouded the news articles, has now been replaced with those presenting Jackson as a juggernaut amongst his contemporaries and congratulating 'the king of pop'
on his successful career. Ironically death seems to bring out the best
in people.. and although I do not want to humanise the media, I will
say that there are times, such as this when even the media respond in a
respectful manner. Nevertheless, this too shall pass and in a day or so
articles will surface questioning the fate of the children M.J left
behind and that lingering debt.. The debt that could have quite possibly been erased, with the 450 million U.S dollars the singer was to make, from his 'This is it' global tour.
Unfortunately for the little brother of the Jackson 5, this really was it.
Posted By: Jasmine Phull
Tags: Music
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