remember the time


Happy 25th Anniversary, Dangerous!

At such moments, Dangerous rises to the impossible challenge set by Thriller, the commercial and artistic juggernaut that will always loom over Michael Jackson’s work. At his best, then and now, the dancer and the dance come together and reveal a man, no longer a man-child, confronting his well-publicized demons and achieving transcendence through performance. What got lost in the uproar over That Video is that, despite his offstage Peter Pan image, Michael Jackson’s finest song and dance is always sexually charged, tense, coiled — he is at his most gripping when he really is dangerous. - Rolling Stone

Remember The Time
Michael Jackson
Remember The Time

Remember The Time - Michael Jackson (1992)

A lush reverie, “Remember the Time” was Jackson’s finest attempt at updating his sound for the hip-hop era. After splitting with Quincy Jones over creative differences following Bad, he began looking for a young producer and landed on Teddy Riley, architect of New Jack Swing, the hot R&B sound of the moment. “I came in with 10 grooves,” Riley said at the time. “He liked them all.”

“Remember the Time” was a high point of their collaboration and one of Jackson’s best post-Eighties vocal performances. Engineer Dave Way recalled watching the singer working on “Remember the Time” as he nailed “each note and harmony, double it, triple it and then maybe quadruple – each time singing it perfectly, vibratos perfectly matched, perfectly in tune, rhythmically dead on, knowing exactly what he wanted to do the whole time. Flawless.”

Who was Jackson singing about? Riley claimed the song was written after Jackson told him about his feelings for his second wife, Debbie Rowe (a claim he later retracted on Twitter). Jermaine Jackson, though, said the song was written for Diana Ross.

(Source: Rolling Stone, 50 best Michael Jackson songs)

remember the time
when the ice from our hearts
melted away for each other
and they were full of life?

remember the time
we lay under the stars
but all we saw was
each other’s eyes?

remember the time
we wrapped ourselves in blankets
our breath tangling together,
the house awash with light?

remember the time
the wind howled over us
and we became so accustomed to it
that the hurricane became our favorite song?

remember the time
we loved each other through
the seasons, disasters, chaos,
before we began to love the chaos more?

—  rain came pouring down