The Muse is Loose

Elvis surely was the king of Rock n Roll. He died a premature death. His music, however, is almost as popular today as it ever was. He was a good guy, but with little guidance when he really needed it. He proudly answered the draft call and was sent to serve in Germany just after I left there. Michael Jackson was also king in his field. He was a dancing demon. Who hasn't tried to do that scoot across the floor! I remember him as a kid singing in the Jackson Five. His sister became a big star. I am not sure what Michael became, except a rather tragic person. I have always hoped the charges against him really were not true, but I guess we will never really know. He wasn't a good singer in my estimation. His squeaky, high-pitched voice was not great. He was a showman. Someone behind the scenes saw to that. His record sales were phenomenal. Then, like a comet, it all plunged to earth and he was through. There were plans for a come-back, but we will never know about that. The show-biz spotlight has a way of burning folks. Look at the tragic ending of Judy Garland. There are others. The Bible simply says: "Pride goes before destruction." That is true for others outside the Hollywood scene.