I grew up listening to Michael Jackson. My dad and aunties were huge fans. I remember them renting VHS tapes of Michael Jackson’s videos and concerts and us watching it while munching on chips.

I remember being creeped out by Thriller and Smooth Criminal, loving Billy Jean, and singing along to Black or White.

Even my little brother and sister, who were both born years after MJ was swarmed with controversies, loved the King of Pop. They’d watch the DVD of his MTVs every morning. At 8am, our TV would be blaring songs like Beat It, Remember The Time, and Heal The World.

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This morning, I found out Michael Jackson passed away due to cardiac arrest. I thought it was some sort of Internet prank. Because honestly,  he was one of those stars who I never thought would die. Akala ko makikilala pa sya ng mga magiging anak ko.

People can criticize Michael Jackson in a lot of ways. Yes, he molests kiddies. He takes drugs. And his wax doll looks more real than him (lol).

But his musical legacy? That one, you can’t criticize.

RIP, Michael Jackson. You’ll always be remembered.