Ask my brother. I was never, ever, ever a Michael Jackson fan.
Not during Thriller. Not during Black or White. Not during Bad. Yet, I went out and I think during college bought the single, many years ago, of “Scream” when it came out.
I buy all my music. Always have since before CD duplicating, before ripping, before downloads. And I’m pleased to still own that copy of “Scream” on a CDsingle. Just dug it out of my CD rack this evening.
Man, I loved this song. Don’t know why really. Probably because the song is so primal in it’s expression of sheer frustration.
Y’ever been that frustrated? I have.