Although he wasn't talking about the same Michael, Bob Slydell in "Office Space" definitely said it best.
But I don't celebrate Michael Bolton.
I celebrate Michael McDonald.
To me, it doesn't get any better than when he sings, "Ain't No Mountain High Enough."
And, yes. I own BOTH Motown CDs.
Now, I know what you're thinking.
"Jacque ... that man ruined the Doobie Brothers. He destroyed an American institution."
You call this destroying?
That is musical magic. Much like Ricky Bobby in "Talledega Nights," when Michael McDonald wakes up in the morning, he pisses excellence.
Excellence like this gem from the 1986 movie, "Running Scared."
I know what you're thinking.
"Jacque, that movie is great on its own. It didn't need a song to make it better! It's got Billy Crystal and Gregory Hines for the love of God."
You ... would be wrong. That song makes the perfect compliment to an already fantastic flick.
Play that YouTube vid and you try to tell me you're not chair dancing -- even a little. It's impossible. The power of Michael compels you. You can't sit there with a frown when "Sweet Freedom" starts to play. You'll be humming it and realizing that all of those times you thought that genius destoryed the Doobie Brothers, you were very, very wrong.