"New" Songs From Michael Jackson

If you don't understand the magic that is Michael Jackson, stop reading.

In fact, stop being my friend altogether. I'm so serious right now.

When I was a little girl, I was going to marry Michael Jackson. In all of his leather-clad, wavy haired, light-skinded glory. That man was going to be my husband because he was (and is) EPIC. Women straight up passed out at his concerts BEFORE HE EVEN HIT THE STAGE. The pure anticipation that he would be on that stage sections and sections in front of them in fifteen to twenty-five minutes drove them so crazy that they fainted and were escorted out of the arena.

Michael Jackson is the ultimate. Still.

When the "This Is It" tour was announced, I prepared to sell everything I owned to buy a ticket. I have a fear of flying over oceans (don't ask) but I just knew he would announce some US shows.

Then it happened, and so many dreams dissappeared.

So now, with a "new" album on the way out, I'm grabbing at anything I can that's left of The King of Pop.

The sixth and last single from the upcoming album, XSCAPE, hit waves today. The song comes from Jackson's prime days, between Bad and Dangerous sessions. It is a song with a poignant message inspired by the "Do You Know Where Your Children Are?" PSAs of the day. It reminds us of the love and desire to protect that he felt for children everywhere.

Clips of songs from the album can be found care of the Sony Entertainment Network here. You can hear full songs if you sign up.

XSCAPE – produced by heavy hitters including LA Reid and Timbaland, plus featuring Justin Timberlake (squeeee!) – is set to officially release on May 13.

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