The empty auditorium was to be inhabited by thousands. A handful of us with worn out jazz shoes, leg warmers, sweat shirts & pants twirled ’till the stage spun on its own. Some stretched and others meditated in corpse pose as i chugged water from an almost empty bottle.
“We cant stop now, last practice!” A familiar soft-spoken but firm voice gave command from the entrance door. He was dressed in a white v-neck, cropped black pants with white socks and black shoes – oh! And his legendary glove. Michael Jackson showed up for the last night of practice of what was to be the first show of his last tour. He was kind, energetic and motivational.
I was stoked! I still couldn’t believe i was going on tour with MICHAEL JACKSON. But now i’m at work, reminiscing one of my coolest dreams to date.