Burn down the disco
i keep picturing someone who looks like aubrey beardsley going through all of michael jacksons videos until he comes upon the moment where michael says "chucka-chucka". it's quite funny!
I actually did have to sift through several videos before finding the golden nugget of "chucka-chucka." It was a stroll down Bad Music Memory Lane, but the videos were worthwhile for their absurdist & comedic value, and I have to credit his dance moves. Michael Jackson was a supremely talented dancer. He gives the impression of being weightless when he dances, and yet (all the more impressive) his choreography is anything but graceful and gliding: it's swift, choppy, and jagged. Each move bursts out like a switchblade. The dancing itself is commanding and menacing; you would probably want to keep your distance from someone with such fierce athleticism, but the "badness" he wanted to convey is ruined by all the festoonery and self-aggrandizing pomp. If his continued self-mutilation through plastic surgery is any indication, he was someone who was uncomfortable in his own skin (and the theory that he was perhaps subconsciously trying to become white is always interesting), but in the moments when he danced, he and his body were one.