Thursday, 2 July 2009

You know that love survive


Hiatus or not, some things require a brief trip to the office.

Michael Jackson
left me incrementally cold and creeped out in recent years, but I'm not glad he's dead, nor do I have any unpleasant jokes to pass on. This isn't much of a tribute, but 'Little Michael' is a tribute: the setting may seem ambiguous, ambivalent, but there's a little bit of love there for someone we used to know and admire.

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