Monday, April 16, 2012

My Main Concerns for the Jacksons Concert








There are 89 days until the Jacksons play their concert in a town near me.

I know it’s 89 days because I sat and counted off the days on my Michael Jackson Bad 25th Anniversary calendar. And created a little chart where I can knock off days and countdown to the big event. Yes. I’m that excited.

And I intend to have my ass there, screaming my lungs out cheering the band on. This will be my very first concert ever and I am so excited…I don’t think I’ve ever been this over the moon, wild, ecstatic as I am now. Its just amazing that for a couple of hours I get to share a room with Marlon, Jermaine, Tito and Jackie Jackson, watching them perform their hits. I just can’t comprehend it. I can’t fathom it. Good things like this happen to other people. Not to me. I am constantly thanking God about this and praying that everything for me stays just hunky-dory.

Now as the title states, I do have a few concerns about the concert. And they go beyond my going on a strict diet to look good in skinny jeans or fainting the minute the light hits Marlon. (All my enthusiasm for Michael passed over onto him after Michael went to Heaven as Marlon is my favorite with Michael.)

One oft-repeated thing I heard when I began going on about the concert was “Why Go If Michael’s Not There?” I wanna put that shit to rest right quick.

Michael is not The Jacksons. He is A Jackson. And if you squinted hard enough through the light bouncing off one of Michael’s forty-pound bespangled jackets, you’d notice that there were four other men standing behind him and dancing alongside him.



Now if the show was billed as a Michael Jackson Solo Event, then it would be ridiculous to go. How would Michael perform an event from Heaven?

This is billed as a Jacksons Group Event. Which means that yes, the other

Jacksons will get onstage, because surprise, surprise, they ARE able to function and move and perform even if Michael is not there to join them. I know Michael is in their hearts and they carry him with them each day because they love and miss him.

And I am excited to go. Because I love all the Jacksons--even Jermaine--and want to go and show support for them and enjoy them. They are all talented men, with good voices and I’m sure they’d make for a memorable evening.

The Jacksons are Michael’s blood, his kin, his family. Of course I support them as I support Michael. (I not only have MJ albums, I have J5, albums, Janet albums, Marlon albums, 3T albums…I love them all) I don’t want people to try to throw Michael at me or make me feel bad for going to see his brothers with out him. And really that does make me feel bad when people do remind me of the fact that Michael is dead, and that he can’t climb on that stage and dance with his brothers. That really is a mean thing, even if the people saying it didn’t mean to be malicious. It does still hurt me. Call me a wimp, it hurts, damn it.

My other concern about the show is one of the brothers. And no it’s not Marlon or the wish to get a hug from him, LOL. It’s actually Jermaine.



A part of me kind of wonders if Jermaine will kind of take over the vocals on Michael’s songs and it will become a Jermaine Jackson concert instead of a Jacksons concert. I’ve seen Jermaine. He can be kind of a ham. He’s a great performer, yes, but I’d like to see one of the other three get to lead a number too. They all have great voices. The one that really surprised me as being a good singer was actually Tito. I had never really heard Tito sing until maybe 2 years ago. I’d always heard him in the background of records, but never singing the lead. And really, I was blown away by how beautiful his voice is. He sounds like Michael, but a deeper, more baritone sound, where Michael is more of a tenor. Just take turns Jermaine. I don’t wanna hear “Let’s Get Serious” for two hours, Baby. No, pass the mike…

All in all I’m just looking forward to this concert and I hope maybe I get to shake Marlon’s hand. That would be a dream come true. Gosh…

And that maybe Marlon can squeeze himself into some spandex pants. For me. LMAO!!!!

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