2. By ‘83 his dance too had codified, into that brilliant, aggressive singularity. There would be no Ginger for michaeljackson; no embrace was possible in that narcissistic style. His influential routines would parody a machine’s moving parts, would make robotic gestures silky. The unearthly moonwalk -- rooted in black culture (see Bill Bailey do it in 1955, at the 3:50 mark) -- was a literal backing away. This was the michaeljackson paradox: an isolated performer of inhuman movements, singing up a storm of emotion.
Michael Jackson: the looks, the moves
Sick of the vulture sessions yet? Here are two notions I haven’t seen elsewhere, writes W H Chong, Crikey's newest blogger.
Sick of the vulture sessions yet? michaeljackson nailed it in his ‘83 lyric, Wanna Be Startin’ Something: You’re a vegetable, you’re a vegetable Still they hate you, you’re a vegetable You’re just a buffet, you’re a vegetable They eat off of you, you’re a vegetable Nonetheless, here are two notions I haven’t seen elsewhere: 1. By his legendary 1983 Motown performance michaeljackson had arrived at a foundational style: he became a cartoon. The desire to reduce to an iconifiable outline and maintain clarity from a distance made the choices simple. Before all the other costumes michaeljackson settled on these essentials: i) The feet: white socks, with high trouser hems (sometimes with stripes down the leg). Astaire did this with contrast: two toned shoes, light socks, dark socks. ii) The centre line: an open jacket with contrasting shirt (bowties for simplicity). ii) The hat: stands in for the head at a distance. The possibilities of the silhouette must have delighted michaeljackson. iv) The glove. Does for the hand what the socks do for the feet: Watch me. michaeljackson must have realised he couldn’t wear a pair because he’d have landed in minstrel territory. Instead he ended up in Disneyland.