Anyone who grew up during the dawn of MTV like Guilty Pleasures did was most likely a Michael Jackson fan.

How could you not be?

That hit-making mixture of rock, pop and R&B, those seemingly double-jointed dance moves, the videos.

Yes, there was the other stuff, too. The weird stuff. The did-he-or-didn't-he stuff.

But for those of us who grew up with Jackson, all the wacko Jacko stuff disappeared the moment our Facebook pages and Twitter feeds were flooded with the news of his death.

Instead, Guilty Pleasures couldn't help but remember wearing Mom's sparkly ski glove on one hand while attempting to moonwalk in front of the full length mirror. Or think of the first-day-of-school photo from second grade featuring Guilty Pleasures proudly displaying a Michael Jackson Pee Chee folder. Or watching over and over again the behind-the-scenes making of the "Thriller" video.

And even after Guilty Pleasures' musical tastes had strayed from mainstream pop, the 1991 premiere of Jackson's "Black or White" video was something not to be missed. Sure, it left most of us a little confused after the car window-smashing/crotch-grabbing ending, but who were we to question the King of Pop?

Sadly, the last memory Guilty Pleasures has of Jackson is a bit ironic. It was a couple of weeks ago during a brief video clip on the tabloid TV show for the tabloid blog TMZ.com -- which broke the story of Jackson's death. (Yes, Guilty Pleasures watches TMZ, but that is a whole other column.)

As they do in the show, the TMZ "newsroom" is sitting around making fun of celebrities and, in this particular video clip, making fun of a paparazzi cameraman who proclaims it's a "life-changing experience" after capturing a glimpse of Jackson riding in a limo. Don't we all wish we were that guy right now.

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* Don't forget: The third annual Guilty Pleasures Party is July 17 at the Yakima Sports Center. This year's music lineup features Seattle synth-pop party band United State of Electronica, so come dance your fannies off and celebrate all the goofy stuff that you call your own guilty pleasures. (This year, Guilty Pleasures' guilty pleasure is Pat Benatar at Legends Casino. We belong, baby!)