Revista Música
Era inevitable, en el mes en el que vuelvo a postear en este Guadiana de blog, lo haga con la muerte del año, y si me apuras, de la década, y si quieres, hasta del siglo... ha nacido una leyenda, aunque me pregunto si alguna vez este chico había dejado de serlo, porque desde que nació ya apuntaba maneras.
No voy a hablar de la infancia destrozada por su padre, ni del surgimiento de las excentricidades que hicieron que del rey del pop fuera Jacko Wacko, ni de su juicio por pederasta, donde se le vió mas muerto que vivo, ni de las pasiones que siempre ha levantado.
Me quedo con sus primeros discos, cuando ver un vídeo de Jackson era quedarse con la boca abierta, donde cada disco se vendía como rosquillas, mucho antes de las operaciones, del cambio de piel, y de esa cara que daba mas miedo que el vídeo de Thriller, me quedo con las lágrimas emocionadas de sus fans, de los homenajes espontáneos que el pueblo la ha dado, porque lo grande que tiene la música es eso, que es del pueblo, el pueblo lo toma como propio y ensalza al artista hacia los altares, como sin duda es el caso.
Me quedo con los negros de Harlem bailando los temas de Jackson el día de su muerte, es cierto lo que dicen de "el tiempo pone a cada uno en su sitio", y jacko Wacko, a pesar de todo, era negro, y sus hermanos lo perdonaron cuando dejó el mundo terrenal.
Michael Jackson- Beat It
They told him don't you ever come around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
They're out to get you, better leave while you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
You have to show them that you're really not scared
You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare
They'll kick you, then they beat you,
Then they'll tell you it's fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Just beat it, beat it