i cried today.
the culprit was MTV VMA's Michael Jackson tribute before the show began proper. they decided to piece together a medley for him. what's different is. nothing showy, nothing commercial, nothing fake, and no celebrities to front someone they can never live up to.
it was just Madonna opening it with a simple anecdote of her relationship with the King. a plain Madonna, on an empty stage. the story told of how human Jackson was, and more so, a child. she then openly ripped apart the world, who tried all they could to ruin him.
ordinary dancers took over, in front of the giant screen, showing Jackson's greatest dance hits. Thriller, Bad, Smooth Criminal. it was a pure celebration of his exhilarating, ecstatic hits. the dancers onstage mimicked his moves.
then Janet took over.
i cried. the kind that you didnt have to force. it just came naturally. from tearing it became hard crying.
harder when you looked into her eyes and saw how hard she was going, to put in a perfect performance of Scream.
i think the world felt her, empathised with her. i cried because it must have been hard for her to do it. to perform a song meant for two, one that reminds her for the whole time onstage that her beloved brother is gone.
once again, thank you, Michael.
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