The first tape I ever bought during the first parent-free excursion I ever had with friends was Michael Jackson’s Bad in 1987 at Ballston Common Mall when I was in sixth grade. I remember Jamel was there, and Edson/Melvin. I haven’t thought of those guys in two decades so it’s weird what a strong memory of a pop star can do for you. Also weird that a kid in my elementary school had two different names.
R.I.P. MJ. I had tickets to see you August 12. So close. So. Close.