I can’t get on board with the hysteria; I mean, it’s sad that he died, but I have always felt quite indifferent about him. Why? I blame my parents: when all the cool families were rocking out to Thriller, favourite Edelstein family albums of 1985 included the King Singers and flautist James Galway and a bit of Marian Anderson. (Oh, and the soundtrack to Tubby the Tuba, which always made me cry, because Tubby was so, so lonely.) And we didn’t get cable television until I was 19, so MTV was completely out of the question. As a result, I only became cognizant of MJ when I was nine or ten, and he was already quite weird and questionably bad to children, though of course I like ‘Billie Jean’ as much as the next girl called ‘Jean’.

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