I think I always knew of Michael Jackson. His music was played in our house even before we moved to the US. I knew him before I knew anything of American culture. Hell, to me he *WAS* American culture.

Billy Jean was the first thing I’ve ever choreographed to. It was at Ballet Hispanico, a jazz class. I’ve never been a jazz-y person, a fact I took great pride in at the time – “oh, I’m a classical dancer, blahblah”. But every time I’d hear Michael’s songs, I’d want to dance. His songs were impossible not to dance to. I started getting into jazz and other forms of dance because of his music, really. His songs made me feel alive and dancing to them even more so.

To me it’s a bit of an understatement to call him a legend. He was so much more than that.

“To this day, the music we created together on Off The Wall, Thriller and Bad is played in every corner of the world and the reason for that is because he had it all…talent, grace, professionalism and dedication. He was the consummate entertainer and his contributions and legacy will be felt upon the world forever. I’ve lost my little brother today, and part of my soul has gone with him.” – Quincy Jones

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Charlie lost an Angel today as well. Rest in peace, Farrah. You’re no longer in any pain.