Ah, the good old days of 1982. I was a sophomore in college and Michael Jackson was still black. That's when Thriller came out, and it was impossible to ignore (trust me, I tried). And while it wasn't totally believable that Jackson could score a Playboy Playmate, at least we didn't suspect that sleepovers with little boys were in the offing.
Now, a quarter-century later, Jackson mines his past with Thriller 25: part retrospective, part remake. He has enlisted the help of some people called Akon, Will.I.Am, and Fergie--apparently a guy nearly named for a city in Ohio, an Internet junkie named Bill, and the Duchess of York.
There's a new song on Thriller 25, a remake of "Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'", which is pretty terrible (it wasn't a very good song to begin with).
It would be pointless to reflect on whether Jackson's music has matured over the years, since he himself has not. It's hard to believe that this odd character once had the world in thrall.
He was great in the Jackson 5, though.