Now I've got to admit I've always much preferred Jackson's early material to all that stuff he did after his nose started falling off and he began sharing his bed with children in a way that the academic literature generally describes as "creepy", but in my opinion history will show his greatest legacy was having paved the way for the most talented group of all, The Osmonds. To see what I mean just spend a moment watching and listening to Michael and his brothers here on Soul Train before grooving on down with this classic footage of The Osmonds at the 1972 Ohio State Fair:
Just look how well theses fine young Mormon boys in Elvis jump-suits were able to build upon the Jackson's choreographic foundations: don't miss the moment at 0:28 when Donny and his brother collide or, as it was colloquially known back in those wild and crazy days, "bump". Oh! Be still my beating heart!
I'm Father Christian and I teach the Bible.
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I googled "Mormons whose noses fall off" and ended up here. Quite amazing.
Those costumes are so distractingly ugly- and the voices so off-key - for a moment I didn't notice how poorly they dance.
The Osmonds were proudly following in the footsteps of Pat Boone, who got rich singing Chubby Checker tunes to people in venues where his darker brethren were not allowed.
As I watched this video at another site earlier today, the question struck me - was MJ's progressive plastic surgery undertaken with the end - knowingly or subconscious - of resembling Donny Osmond as closely as possible?
I think he actually said it was to look more like Diana Ross, or something to that effect. Though the fact that I remember it disturbs me.
A creative talent is a creative talent. Michael Jackson had a gift.
Fred, I guess that is a matter of opinion. One that I do not share with you.
I must be getting old and intolerant, but I fail to see the humor in an article that makes fun of dead people before they are even cold.
I was no fan of Michale Jackson, but this is over the top.
Read it again, you pillock.
The subject of Father Christian's homily is a few talentless young Mormons who are still very much alive. And given the weather in Salt Lake City this time of year, not to mention all the padding on their jumpsuits, one shouldn't worry too much about them getting cold.
I completely agree with you Alan. Father Christian was appallingly rude to speak about the world's greatest human being in that way. Michael Jackson generously shared his love and life with anyone able to afford a ticket to his shows, and he touched children everywhere.
Some might blame Father Christian's crass disrespect on the sunshine, or the moon light, or doubtless even upon the good times, but I am personally not fooled for one moment. I blame it on the boogie.
"see how those Christians LUV one another..." and everyone else.
If you're looking for love, young man, I suggest you visit David Virtue or Viagraville, or some other similar liberal site.
I specialise in Truth - which as any Gafconeer knows, has nothing to do with love.
OH, I get it!!!!
You're not Christians.
I may be slow, but NOT stupid.
Nor are you passive-aggressive, my dear boy.
I agree!!!
I don't think I'm "passive" at all, at least on this blog. Can't afford to be.
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