Glorious Noise : Michael Jackson Is Weird: So Fucking What?
I knew I still had to feed my dogs and let them out before we had to leave, so I skipped ahead to "Man in the Mirror," the emotional highpoint of the album. Granted, it is a little cheesy sounding. But not nearly as bad as you remember. And sure, MJ is a little more sniveling in the beginning than he needs to be. But man! When those choruses come in and he's fucking SCREAMING at us, at himself, at God, "You got to! You got to! Make that! You GOT TO! Make That! CHANGE!" I swear to God he conjures all the deep soul of Otis Redding into his voice and you can feel it. You fucking feel it. It's just so fucking good. And by then I was completely warn out. Drained.
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