I was watching the news on Christmas Day 2016, when I saw something that would change my world: "Musician George Michael has died at age 53. " I went numb. Was this a joke? After checking other sources, it was not a joke...My first music crush was gone.
I have loved this man's music literally ALL my life: I first heard him before I went to preschool in 1985. I first fell in love with him when I heard "Everything She Wants" on the radio. I was obsessed with that song.
In 1991, my then-babysitter knew how much I liked George, and she bought me two notebooks, one of which is on this page.
In 1992, I heard "Too Funky" for the first time. I like that song so much, I bought the single.
In 1993, I attempted to try to do a George song for the talent show. I had tried to do "Hard Day" because I thought it sounded cool. (I was naive when it came to anything sexual) Without giving me a reason, I was rejected. (I was confused because I thought that it was under 5 minutes, per the rules, so it would be acceptable!)
Fast-forward to the morning of December 27, 2012. That day was the 25th anniversary of my father's passing. The first song I heard when I turned on the radio that morning was, you guessed it, "Everything She Wants." (I said to his picture, "I got the message, thank you, Dad!")
Other songs that I heard that morning were"Knocking on Heaven's Door" (G&R), "Always SomethingThere to Remind Me" (Naked Eyes) and "It's a Beautiful Day" (U2)
Nearly 3 1/2 months later, I put up this permanent tribute to the first musician I truly loved. Be at peace, George! I Love You , I mean it, Katie