Znani i mniej znani o MJu [koment.]

[Megi1975]

Jakaś gwiazda ma to na ręce :D Hmm..l

http://www.plotek.pl/plotek/1,79592,609 ... o_to_.html

moja pierwsza myśl Pamela Ale poszukałam i

http://www.mjjcommunity.com/forum/showt ... ae&t=55945

Czy to ten sam???

[Xander]

Beyonce Knowles o Michaelu i Janet:

W jednym z ostatnich wywiadów Knowles stwierdziła, że ma dosyć porównywania jej rodziny do Jacksonów: Miałam cudowny dom rodzinny. Na wszystko zawsze starczało. Oni za to klepali biedę. Współczuję Janet i Michaelowi. Ich rodzice zrobili sobie z nich niewolników. Musieli ciężko harować, by zarabiać na zachcianki rodziny. Nie zdziwiłabym się, gdyby wyszło na jaw, że wszystkie te dzieci były molestowane.


(Teraz Janet chce podać ją do sądu)

źródło:
Pudelek ale prawda :D

M.Dż.*--> Xander, jak znajdziesz tę informację w jakimś wiarygodnym źródle, przeniosę do "Faktów".
Dla Pudelka tam miejsca nie ma

[mati91krk]

Witam.

Czy mógłby ktoś tak ogółem napisać co Marilyn Manson mówi o Michaelu?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pz4Ypi-_Gnk

dzięki

[Mandey]

Witam.

Czy mógłby ktoś tak ogółem napisać co Marilyn Manson mówi o Michaelu?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pz4Ypi-_Gnk

dzięki

Był w Czechach, kupił lalkę Michaela Jacksona, której sam z siebie odpadł nos. Następnie, gdy LM Presley do niego przyszła, Manson wyciągnął lalkę i zdaje się, że zaimprowizował fragment "Black or white". Manson ma też lalkę z "Beat it" i z HIStory. On i Jackson mają ze sobą trochę wspólnego, ale nie to "złe trochę" i na końcu wspomina o cekinowej rękawicy, którą sam dotykał.

[Mandey]

SIStars "Remember The Time"
Gdzieś czytałam ,że Bartek Królik z Sistars uwielbia Michaela,

Nie widziałem tego wcześniej. Dzięki za wrzutkę.
Swoją drogą bardzo ciekawe wykonanie, szkoda tylko że jakość audio nie za ciekawa. Miałem okazję w Poznaniu parę lat temu podziwiać SIStars. Wykonali wtedy utwór Doo Wop (That Thing) Lauryn Hill. Genialnie ten cover zagrali.

[SILENTIUM]

Chris Tomlin

Q: Time magazine reportedly referred to you as possibly “the most often sung artist anywhere,” and Christian Copyright Licensing International says you are the most sung Christian artist. Good start. [Tomlin laughs] So, most-sung artist, what were you last singing along to?

A: You know, it’s hilarious … I know this is going to sound like me being a smart marketer, but it was my friend Matt Redman, who came here with me. That’s who I’ve been listening to. And then I listen to a lot of country music. I grew up on country. And then [Tomlin hesitates], probably my favorite, when I’m just wanting to have fun, it’s Michael Jackson.

Q: Have a favorite Michael Jackson song?

A: How can you? There are so many. I love, I love Michael.

Q: And when you’re in the car alone, the Michael Jackson song you sing along to at the top of your lungs …

A: Oh so many —- I’m just trying to think. Is it “Billie Jean”? Is it “Human Nature”? Is it “Man in the Mirror”? Wow! I would just go with “Billie Jean” just because when you hear that beat, the whole world knows it!


Billy Ocean

Does Ocean think Michael Jackson will be able to complete his forthcoming 50 shows in London? “He’s younger than I am so I don’t see why not. I guess the only difference is that I warmed myself up for it. In 2007 I did eight shows; in 2008 I did 18 shows; and in 2009 I did 41. I guess 41 shows was still
a big jump from 18! But Michael Jackson is a great entertainer so I wish him all the best and I hope it all comes to fruition.”
Because I Love You is out today on Universal

[polishblacksoul]

Akon: Jackson zaśpiewa w Londynie z playbacku
http://www.dziennik.pl/zycienaluzie/art ... backu.html

[sergi13]

Wątpie czy Akon powiedział tak z tym odpadającym nosem

[polishblacksoul]

Wypowiedź Akona obejmuje ten fragment. "Michael śpiewający... nie jestem co do tego przekonany. Będzie wykonywał, ale nie śpiewał. To będzie niesamowite, jestem tego pewny. Kupię sobie bilety w pierwszym rzędzie. Będę miał najlepsze miejsca na całej widowni"
Reszta to "komnentarz" Dziennika.

[huczek]

Ciekawy artykuł. Pokrywa sie z faktami relacjonowanymi przez innych w przeszłosci.

Jego beatboxing (chodzi o beatbox - Michael bardzo dobrze naśladował dźwięki - również instrumentów)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5C5he8XQCBw

Tylko 2 calowa taśma i moje uderzenia (tu chodzi o tradycyjną obróbkę bez komputera

Był wielki fanem “Downward Spiral” (album i piosenka Nine Inch Nails)....

[cicha]

Michael Jackson’s Two Legacies

(...)

So what would Michael Jackson want his legacy to be? There are two very different legacies Jackson would like to have according [Miko] Brando. On the one hand, Brando says Michael would want his fans to know how much he truly appreciated them. “He loved his fans, he never met a stranger. In the streets, if he saw a pan-handler, he would always want to pull over and see if he could help them.”

On the other hand, Brando says Jackson would want his legacy to be that of a good father. The memorial service gave the public a brief glimpse into the private life of the legendary entertainer. Brando says Jackson was “…the best father in the world.” Until Tuesday’s memorial service, Jackson’s children rarely had been seen. The occasional paparazzi photograph of the children wearing bizarre masks and veils only added to the mystery. When Jackson’s daughter Paris took the stage, she deeply moved millions with her tearful farewell to her father. Video Watch her emotional goodbye » Her unscripted remarks, reportedly not planned by event organizers, would have made her father proud, according to Brando. Brando adds, “They are smart kids who will do their father proud … They’re strong, good kids. Michael raised his kids right. He had an impact on her just as he had an impact on all of us.” He also says Jackson’s children, Paris, Prince Michael, and Blanket are “trying to cope and grieve like all of us are.”
(...)
Larry King live blog

[Luna]

Paul McCartney o katalogu
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9q-r7eET ... re=related

[Singapurka]

Dwa wspomnienia Gothama Chopry

The last time I spoke to my friend Michael Jackson was about a month ago, 3 weeks before his shocking death. He had called me late one night to ask about another of my close friends who he had read about in the news. Laura Ling, a former colleague and friend, was detained originally by North Korean border guards along with her colleague Euna Lee on March 17th. Since then, they have been imprisoned, had very little contact with their families or western officials, and endured a secretive trial at which they were sentenced to twelve years hard labor. At this present moment, it is unclear where Laura and Euna are – whether they remain in a government guesthouse where they were originally held, in a hospital (due to medical problems for both of them), or moved to the infamous North Korean labor camps that many do not survive.

Michael had read some of the details regarding Laura and Euna’s predicament. As was often the case with him and global events he read about – from famine in Africa to victims of natural disasters in far off countries, to orphans created by wars – he felt a deep sense of empathy for Laura and Euna. When I shared with him that Euna had a four-year-old daughter, he was even more anguished.

He asked me whether I had had any contact with Laura. I told him I had written her a few letters and had been assured they were getting through. Outside of that, her own family had only heard from her twice – brief monitored phonecalls – in the over three months they had been imprisoned. When I told him that, Michael paused.

“Do you think,” he said hesitantly, “that the leader of North Korea could be a fan of mine?”

I didn’t really know how to respond. Not much is known about the reclusive Kim Jong Il or “Dear leader” as he is called in the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea. Over the years it’s been alleged he has a thing for Hollywood, certain NBA stars, Elvis, and specific liqueurs. Still, I’d never heard about any connection between Michael Jackson and Kim Jong Il.

Michael said he had seen some pictures on the internet of the Dear Leader. “You’know, he wears jackets like mine.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little. It’s true. Michael always had a fascination with military-like jackets, the types with markers and badges on the collars and shoulders. If you search it online, you will indeed find a lot of images of Michael and Kim Jong Il, similarly bedecked in analogous outfits.

“I don’t really know,” I answered Michael. “But I can try and find out.”

“Please,” Michael responded without hesitantly, “because maybe if he was a fan, I could help get those girls home.”

I explained to Michael that there were larger geo-politics involved, nuclear programs, a new administration trying to assert its foreign policy strategy (Obama), and another one in NK possibly going through some sort of transference of power.

“Yeah,” Michael said wistfully, “but if someone wants to do something good, they just can. They don’t really need to worry about all that other stuff.”

And that was really the end of that conversation. I kept my promise and tried to see if I might find a connection between MJ and KJI, but sadly I wasn’t able to. Before I was able to get back to Michael, the news regarding his tragic passing broke. The tributes and commemoratives began in earnest and have not stopped.

Then the irony occurred to me, the far out bizarre seemingly impossible possibility: there is really only one person in the world today that could make a truly meaningful tribute to Michael Jackson. If indeed Kim Jong Il ever was a fan of Michael Jackson, ever gasped at Michael’s moonwalk, smiled at Thriller, hummed along to the Jackson Five or any of Michael’s countess hits, his pardoning of Laura Ling and Euna Lee and sending them home to their families would be a profound act of compassion, a true tribute to a man whose death has left the entire world in mourning. What a better way to re-invent himself and his own conflicted image than for Kim Jong Il to send a message of hope, forgiveness, and empathy as a commemoration of possibly the greatest icon of our times. It’s an act that would be historic, covered by every news organizations in the world, and be immortalized in the annals of time.

Alas, maybe I’m naïve to have such dramatic hopes for my friend and her colleague, to think that leaders of nations may be influenced by the dying wishes of great artists. Or…maybe not. To me, Michael’s memory will always be as a great friend and mentor. To many around the world, it will be as an iconic and brilliant musical artist. Wouldn’t it be staggering if one Kim Jong Il were to honor him – post-death – as a truly great humanitarian?

- Gotham Chopra

http://www.intent.com/gothamchopra/blog ... im-jong-il


Kolejne
http://www.intent.com/gothamchopra/blog/my-friend-mike

When I was in my second year of college living on campus (at Columbia in NYC) with 4 suite mates, every time the phone rang, there was a race to answer it. Everyone wanted to be the guy to hear the “hello” on the other side just in case it was my friend Michael Jackson calling.

Most of those days, Michael was holed up on top of the Four Seasons, roughly 60 blocks away from where I lived on the upper Westside of Manhattan just near Harlem. I’d happily drift downtown, gain clearance from security downstairs who knew I was allowed free access to Michael’s suite, take the elevator all the way up and start ordering room service and watch movies on Mike’s tab. Eventually, Michael and I would get down to work. He was working on a new album and asked me to help him write lyrics for songs. It was an informal relationship – I’d wander downtown with a backpack full of dictionaries, and thesauri, and rhyming books. Michael would hum songs and talk about what he wanted to say with the song and we’d try and marry our skillsets and come up with something. We came up with great stuff. Michael swore me to secrecy those days. I happily complied.

After we were done with those sessions – they’d usually go until about 2 AM or so – Michael would wander into the bathroom and come out with a sack he’d pulled out from under the toilet. In it, he kept several thousands of dollars. He’d ask me how much I wanted. I just sort of shrugged and he’d hand me a couple of thousand dollars. Soon, I’d be packing my dictionaries and thesauri and rhyming books in my backpack, calling my friends and telling them to meet me downtown. Within an hour, we’d be at Flashdancers “making it rain.”

Michael was always envious when I told him about my adventures with my friends. More than a few times, he’d get dressed up – dawning some sort of quasi-disguise – preparing to go with me, only to back down at the last minute or be held back by his security who would shake their heads and plainly say no to his misguided ambitions. Instead, he’d pour himself a tall glass of orange juice and settle in for the night to watch an old movie on TV, telling me to spend a few extra bucks for him. I happily complied.

My friendship with Michael was very special to me, and I like to think it was the same for him. Over the last few years, it always felt awkward to explain the origins of our friendship – that I met him initially when I was fifteen-years-old and that we instantly hit it off. I’d spend days at his Neverland Ranch, my sister, cousins, or other friends joining us in fantastical stretches filled with candy, arcade rides, late night movies and the absolute best chocolate chip cookies of all times. Likewise he’d visit our house in Massachusetts (he was very close to my father as well) where he’d sleep in the guest room. My mom got a great kick out of the fact that every morning Michael stayed, he’d try to make the bed (very badly) and offer to cook breakfast (very badly). Then when I was about 17, Michael invited me on the road with him – he was heading out to Europe on the biggest rock concert at the time (Dangerous tour) and wanted company. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me go and they eventually said yes. Not a bad way to spend your summer vacation between junior and senior year of Highschool.

Over the years, as Michael faced his scandals, I often reflected on my own experiences with him as a teenager. People would ask me if I had endured anything strange or awkward with him. I’d answer truthfully that in all of my years with him, in every single moment, Michael was nothing but dignified and appropriate, never once doing anything that would be deemed scandalous with me. It was really that simple.

Check that. Back to those college days. One night he did call me in a panic. He had just gotten married to Lisa Marie Presley and needed advice – sex advice. He was incredibly nervous and said that he wanted to make sure that Lisa was impressed with his “moves.” He asked me if I had any advice. I answered with one word: “foreplay.”

“Really?” He answered. “Girls really like that?”

Over the last few years, Michael’s and my relationship evolved and matured greatly too. We both became fathers and that was the centerpiece of our most recent conversations the last few months. Returning the favor from my days as his “lyrical advisor,” he’s the one who monikered my half-Indian, half-Chinese son “The Chindian” which little Krishu Chen Xing Hua Chopra will now forever go by. We’d talk about how great it would be for our kids to grow up together, become as good friends as us, and set the world on fire. Michael admired the fact that I was able to find a wife, keep a wife, and gain her trust. I’d joke it was all about the foreplay! When his daughter Paris befell an accident a few years ago, he called my wife Candice (a physician) pleading for us to come to his house to check her out.

We did – Paris had fallen from a tree and cut herself deeply beneath the eye. Michael was devastated and confessed to me that he felt like the world’s worst father. I calmed him as Candice helped Paris get up from the bed where she lay so we could take her to the Emergency room to get some simple stitches. When I advised Michael of the plan, he pulled me into the bathroom, pulled a sack filled with thousands of dollars from beneath the toilet and asked me how much I needed for the Emergency room.

I shook my head: “this one’s on me.”

RIP in peace my friend.

Gotham Chopra


Wspomnienie jego siostry Maliki:
It is with a sad heart today that I write this blog. My brother, Gotham, and my father, Deepak, have both written beautiful articles remembering our friend, Michael Jackson. I debated writing something or not, and in the end decided to write for my own healing process.

My brother and I had a magical childhood, and much of this was because of Michael. For us, Michael let us visit Neverland like it was our own – from movies to playing video games to bumper car rides to playing with the chimps to eating amazing chocolate chip cookies, we were able to take our cousins and friends to this magical place and just have pure fun. Eating meals with Michael in those days – almost 20 years ago now - was always an experience. He would start humming a tune and then excuse himself. When he came back, he would giggle with delight, explaining how music just came to him and he had to record it to save what came, he always said, came from some place else. Every moment we were with Michael, I would be utterly comfortable and utterly in awe at the same time.

My relationship with Michael was very different from that of my father and brothers. Michael and I shared an absolute love for children, and his heart cried about the pain children around the world faced. One day, while chatting with him about his upcoming Super Bowl performance, Michael was brainstorming how he could use the worldwide exposure for a greater cause, and the Heal The World Foundation was born. My first job, after graduating from college, was to launch the foundation with a small team. I was so proud of the work we did in that short time, only to find that our good intentions came to a halt when Michael was accused the first time of child molestation. Over night, understandably so, non-profits backed away from our efforts and we quietly closed shop. My family always maintained our belief that Michael was innocent in both cases – for those that were close to Michael, all would admit he was quirky and had bad judgment at times. But to think Michael could abuse a child was unfathomable in my mind.

Over the last decade, my relationship with Michael continued to be focused on kids, but now our own. (We remained connected through my best friend, Grace, who served as their nanny for many years.) It was amazing for me to witness in those early years how enamored Michael was with his children. He changed their diapers through the night, sang and played with them, rocked them to sleep, bathed them and had to change his own outfits when they threw up on him – the same routine that all parents know and love. In the few times we spoke, he would always reflect on the miracle of being a parent. He also protected them in a way that reflected his own lost childhood, and his paranoia about being taken advantage of. Paris, Prince and Blanket are three beautiful children. With Michael gone, I truly pray that they will find some peace and be spared the heart wrenching pain that their father faced time and time again in his life.

I write this blog in London after having a very surreal encounter with the kind of people that Michael was always paranoid about. I will spare the details, but in those few hours, where I felt my kids were in a vulnerable situation, I had just the tiniest insight into why Michael became so paranoid in his life. So sad that such a trusting soul had to become so distrustful. Because truly he was a loving, trusting soul.

Here in London, like in much of the world, every television channel paid tribute to Michael Jackson. As I watched some clips with my two young daughters (7 and 5), I found I had so much to explain to them. Why did he have white skin (he had a skin disease)? Why did he look so different from when he was a kid? (A fascinating discussion about plastic surgery followed). Why did he look so weird? Why did he hide all the time? What’s going to happen to Prince, Paris and Blanket? I patiently answered their questions, focusing on being a mom that needs to help her children understand a confusing world. The reality is that Michael's life and story brings up painful questions about how we see the world, see ourselves and treat others.

And, as we were watching, the Heal the World video came on. And finally after holding back all morning, my tears streamed down freely, as my two daughters held me. Hearing that song, in which Micheal sang about healing the world…

Michael truly had a gift to heal – his music and his sweet soul touched billions - and for that, I hope he will be remembered.

http://www.intent.com/mallikachopra/blo ... el-jackson

[editt]

wywiad z tancerzem MJ'a do This is it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=neHhppK9QK0

[ziuta123]

Bryan Loren, producent płyt MJa (pracował z nim przy Dangerous, BOTDF, HIStory):
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuse ... =499755882

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Parodist Weird Al Yankovic has written a touching remembrance for Rolling Stone about the passing of Michael Jackson.
Yankovic, who parodied both Beat It (Eat It) and Bad (Fat), reveals on the magazine's website that Michael was a gracious man who didn't mind being poked fun of and was an avid fan of Weird Al's movie UHF.
The first time around I pursued Michael Jackson about a song parody, it was a shot in the dark. We're talking about the most popular and famous person in the known universe, and here I was, this goofy comedy songwriter. He not only returned our phone calls, but he approved it. He thought it was a funny idea. Then when we did the second parody, "Fat," he was nice enough to let us use his subway set for the video, so he's always been very supportive.

The first time I met him in person was long after I had gotten permission to do "Eat It" back in 1984. There's a contract somewhere that has his signature next to mine, proving that we are the co-writers of "Eat It," which is surrealistic in and of itself. The first time I actually ran into him was backstage at one of his concerts, this was maybe four years later, when Even Worse came out with my second parody, "Fat." I went backstage, and he was seeing a lot of people, but I brought along a gold record of Even Worse to present to him, and he was very gracious and thanked me for it and said some nice things. After the fact, I thought, "That's probably the last thing Michael Jackson needs, another gold record for his storage locker." Seeing him in person was amazing, it was otherworldly. He was and continues to be so iconic, it's hard to even conceive of him as a human being. He always was bigger than life.

Our second meeting was a TV show taping. He was performing "Black or White," and I remember Slash was onstage and I talked to [Michael] briefly afterwards. He told me he would play my movie, UHF, for his friends at Neverland Ranch, and he was very soft-spoken, very quiet, but always very friendly to me.
I considered parodying "Black or White" around that time. Michael wasn't quite so into it, because he thought "Black or White" was more of a message song, and he didn't feel as comfortable with a parody of that one, which I completely understood, and in a way, he did me a huge favor, because I was already getting pegged as the guy who did Michael Jackson parodies, and because he wasn't so into it, I decided to go with Nirvana, which wound up revitalizing my career. I don't know what kind of career I would have today if it hadn't been for Michael Jackson. In a very real sense, he jump-started my career. "Eat It" basically changed me from an unknown into a guy that got recognized at Burger King.