I have had no internet for the past week due to a malfunction of my modem. It’s been hilarious just trying to get a hold of a tech person here in China — 2 translators, 3 phone numbers which would otherwise just take one phone call in my country (the perks of being an expat). But because of that, I’ve been very productive and finished all my work (no distractions) and now that internet is here again, I can go back to blogging and procrastinating- guilt free.
Last night, my college held a concert tribute to the King of Pop himself, Michael Jackson. The students spent major bucks on costumes, lighting, stage and promotion– all for two hours of glory.With the stage lights blazing against their faces, fog enveloping them and the roar of the crowds ringing in their ears- they get the chance to know just for one unforgettable night what it feels like to be a star, what it feels like to be Michael Jackson.
I, for one was ecstatic that they decided to lip sync versus singing live. The first act where one Michael Jackson wannabe
sang screeched was quite painful for my eardrums to endure. The only good part was the last scene where we could hear him panting profusely over his headpiece and then raised his hand in Hitler-like salute and eerily propaganda-like glorified MJ like he was God (Move over Mao Tse-tung). “This is all for him, for he brought something so precious in this world, for he shook the nation and brought us music that touches our soul. This is the concert that could’ve happened but it didn’t so we decided to bring you his concert –our tribute to the King of Pop.–
“This is it.”
photo from Fanpop