I was shook.






Didn't hear Thriller all the way thru until around 8, when Bad conquered my fears (although looking back, I probably should have been more afraid of Mike on BAD).



Wanna laugh?


The mere thought of the Thriller video had me so piss-pants shook thatI refused to isten to the album on CASSETTE, because I had somehow convinced myself that I'd see the video.When I finally did hear it, it was my mom duke's vinyl copy, because I could "see" the album play.




Yes, I was a tiny coward. Or come to think of it, maybe just very astute for my age, thanks to my healthy, but inexplicable fear of Mike.


I was a Prince fan, then.