Concerning Michael Jackson
Vindicated by the King of Rock:
Absolute FOOM, my friends.
1. It had long been my dream that one day a brave Freshman at NSA would throw Tolkien and Monty Python to the wind and do Thriller (or at the very least Beat It) for the much-loved annual Latin Projects. Though Latin projects themselves seem to have been murdered and buried (only to be resurrected as brain-eating zombies in the occasional YouTube offering), I can die happy knowing this exists instead.
2. This song was a painful reminder to me of how utterly peerless Michael Jackson is when it comes to vocal performance. The fact that the guy can croon while moonwalking in goat-pants and white socks pretty much ensures that he will forever stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods of Rock History. Though the fellow singing does a good job (and gets better as the performance continues), he barely holds a flint and steel to MJ’s flaming gas giant of awesomeness.