Here’s Micky, out GaGa-ing GaGa from beyond the living grave. Or dead grave. Whichever has a better ring.
It is apparently an unseen picture taken by a Frenchie we’ve frankly never heard of (unless it’s Charlotte Gainsbourg, Sarkozy, Edith Piaf, Asterix the Gaul or Count de Toulouse Lautrec, how could we?) destined for the cover of an album that was never made. Or at least never came out (though we’re sure if MJ laid down so much as a clearing of his throat it’s being converted into a six-disc box set as we speak).
And while we’re at it, shall we reclaim Michael Jackson from the freaks and the schoolchildren? He was quite fun at the end of a very long day, wasn’t he?
Or are we just losing our minds as well as our looks? Don’t get back to us now. Sleep on it.
Oh, and the picture has just been put up for auction *sings* ‘I wanna a little auc-tion, I got so much to give. I wanna give it, I wanna get some too.’