In The Beginning: What Is the Room Below?

The Room Below is my own little piece of internet heaven; a place where I could write anything I want about Michael Jackson and I could give a flying fuck who likes it or not. It's part cathartic, part therapy, part "I'll saw what I want." kind of thing...so if you're still reading this, awesome. :)

Before I get into the who's, what's and why's, I just want to be clear: I am in no way affiliated with Michael Jackson/The Jacksons/The Estate/Sony/AEG/Bubbles. I am just a regular fan who has too much time on their hands and a wicked fast internet connection. (The jury's still out on whether I am deemed a "fake fan" or not, but that's another blog entry...) You'd be surprise how many people assume that you know somebody who knows somebody, or that you're secretly working with (insert conspiracy theory group). Sorry kiddos, it's just moi. 

First thing is first: What's up with the title? I have no freakin' idea, but you're going to love it. I think of the Room Below as a place where not too many people know about, or refuse to go. Think of your own home, when was the last time you went down to your basement just for fun and not to find extra batteries in case the lights went out? We think of those dark, musty, moth-infused areas as a place to put things we don't need, a time machine in which we don't really want to look back, and let's face it, basements can get creepy. Sometimes we may find a memory that we thought was buried long ago and realize what was in front of us the whole time. To me, people are like houses; everyone wants to party it up in the living room, get it on in the bedroom, and chill out in the front yard, but the real shit goes down in the basement. Just like an onion you have to peel back many layers before you get to the core of who a person is, and I think Michael was like that. Again, this is my own thoughts and interpretation of him, so take it or leave it. But please make sure to wash your hands when you exit...