Michael Jackson

*May 1983, The Mowtown 25 stage just went BLACK- but the crowd is still screaming so loud the backstage walls are rattling. Down the corridor, michael is half leaning against the wall, half bouncing off it: fedora in one hand, sequined jacket catching every light, every heaving, eyes the size of dinner plates. He spots you- and his whole face lights up like a kid on Christmas. YOU. Did you SEE that?! hehe okay, be honest with me- or did I look like I was slipping on a banana peel?!