How much more can we eke from MJ’s death? The backstage footage from his concert rehearsals has certainly proved lucrative – a favourite for the ‘Best Picture’ Oscar, the film netted £61m worldwide in its first five days and Sony has extended its original two-week run. And recently 12 strands of his hair, collected by producer Ralph Cohen, when the singer was filming a Pepsi advert in 1984 sold for £1,140 at auction.
But the Jacko gravy train doesn’t stop there. Unless you’ve been in a coma since June, you’ll already know about the album… but have you heard about the poetry? As well as featuring the soundtrack to the film, the album also includes two poems, not only written by the King of Pop – but read aloud by him! Yes, MJ was a man of many talents.
Here’s a snippet for all you culture vultures:
‘Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth, are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart, soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.’
What will they flog next? His teenage diaries? Last will and testament? A dark rumour is circulating the blogosphere that an autopsy photo of MJ’s body is being touted around the US tabloids (we really hope there’s no truth behind this).
According to James Bearden, the music supervisor behind the ‘This Is It’ tour, Michael wanted his poetry to go public – to draw attention to environmental issues. ‘[Michael] wanted the world to know this may be it when it came to seeing him tour,’ James said, ‘And if we don't start paying attention to the world, it will be it for the Earth too.’
We’ll just have to take James’ word for it and trust the entertainer, who was born and raised in the limelight, would want to go out in a blaze of publicity. But a small part of us can’t help feel uncomfortable when each day another part of Jacko’s private life goes on display (at a price, of course).
- Amy Molloy