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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by for all time on Пет Юли 30, 2010 7:09 pm

    Aз съм speechless........


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    Писане by Tes on Пет Юли 30, 2010 7:13 pm

    Ох спомням си този разказ и клипа, изтръпвам като го гледам. Изумително просто. Като си направим ретроспекция можем да кажем, че това не е единственият случай при който нещата не винаги са вървели по план при някое изпълнение, но Майкъл винаги е давал всичко от себе си, някак забравяйки за себе си, за болката си. Не точно забравяйки за нея, но не й позволява да го спре. И точно това относно него е едно от многото неща, които ме вдъхновяват. А и моста можеше да падне дори върху Slash, той го видя да пада или пък върху публиката. Добре че не е било с по-голяма скорост.

    Лили, имаш ли против да запазя превода на компютъра? И благодаря, хубаво беше да го прочета и да си го припомня отново. И пак ще го прочета.


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    Писане by andeli on Пет Юли 30, 2010 7:23 pm

    Tes написа:
    Лили, имаш ли против да запазя превода на компютъра? И благодаря, хубаво беше да го прочета и да си го припомня отново. И пак ще го прочета.

    Защо да имам? Запази си го, но определено не мисля, че се справих много добре. Все пак съм самоука и много от нещата ги превеждам по усет.


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    Писане by smile on Пет Юли 30, 2010 9:37 pm

    *не мога да кажа нищо смислено в момента.....................


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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by L.O.V.E. MJ on Съб Юли 31, 2010 9:01 pm

    И най-силните думи са ... безсилни пред Майкъл и за Майкъл... Crying or Very sad

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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by andeli on Пон Авг 02, 2010 12:16 pm

    Nicholas Pike, composer

    Thank you for agreeing to talk about working on Michael Jackson's Ghosts. How did you become involved in the project?
    I worked with Michael on two videos, Ghost being the first and Rock My World the second. Initially Mick Garris, a director whom I have a long working history with, was scheduled to direct Ghost but when the schedule changed he was unable to continue because of prior commitments. Stan Winston took over as director as well as visual effects guru and so I rang him up and said that Mick had wanted me score the video and would he consider doing likewise! I sent him some of my work which he loved and asked me to come in and meet Michael.

    What was it like working with Michael?
    A dream. The highlight of my musical career. He is one of a very small handful of people that one dreams about working with. Obviously a massive talent, a pop superstar and at the same time, a very respectful and gentle collaborator. We were very much on the same wavelength and he was thrilled with the music that I wrote for him. I will share one experience. The first ten minutes of the video is all me, musically. The first time I sat down with him to play a synthesizer mock-up of what would eventually be played by the orchestra, I was very nervous about what his response would be. We sat down in a studio, I put in the tape, and sweated for nine and a half minutes while Michael sat there engrossed. At the moment where he has finished summoning all the ghosts, the music has built to a massive climax on Michael and when we reached that moment Michael jumped out of his seat and shouted "yes!" After that, I knew that I was on the right track!

    What did he specifically say he wanted from you artistically? What infuenced your work?
    He didn't make any requests of me. I met with him and Stan and gave him a brief idea of what I had in mind. I don't usually go into a lot of detail trying to talk about music preferring rather to compose it and show it. The picture is what influenced me. I knew that I wanted it big and the initial budget was for a 60 piece orchestra and I told Michael that I didn't think that he'd be happy with fewer than a 90 piece plus choir. I also knew I wanted it Gothic and dramatic - something that I thought would really compliment the film.

    How much of a perfectionist was he? How much was he in control and vocal of what needed changing?
    He is a perfectionist, as are all of the greatest artists - it's what sets them apart from all the rest. I also demand perfection from myself and the orchestra and so we both had the same goal. As far as changes, I made none. Michael would listen to a piece and say, "I have nothing to say!"

    How long did you spent together? Were you mainly in the recording studio? Did he dance in front of you?
    We spent about nine days together. Two full days in my studio just the two of us, and then days when we had meetings, recorded the orchestra. For the first ten minutes after he arrived at my studio, all I kept thinking was, "I'm sitting here with Michael Jackson, I'm sitting here with Michael Jackson!" After that we were just two musicians working together in the studio.

    Does any footage exist of your time with Michael?
    I don't think so. I have posted some photos of our recording session on my Facebook and IMDB pages - see http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0006229/.

    Do any instrumentals remain from your work, and are any completed? Did he record any vocals?
    Everything that I wrote is in the film and the only piece that had his vocal on it was Descending Angels.

    Was he secretive over any recorded material?
    Whatever I needed he made available to me.

    Was it always intended that the music should be timeless? What was the artistic direction?
    For my part, I think that orchestral scoring is timeless. There are no synth sound effects that may sound dated down the road. I think that speaking for the project as a whole, everybody set out to do their very best and our only adversary was time. From the time that I came on, I had three weeks to deliver the score. The artistic direction had been set long before I wrote any music and so my job was to enhance the film to the best of my ability.

    Do you remember which compositions came first and last in terms of being made? Which took the longest and shortest?
    I worked chronologically. The most demanding section being the first 10 minutes where the score is very much helping to tell the story and create the atmosphere as well as underline the action. I spent a lot of time on the Ceiling Dance piece. It had to be perfectly in sync with the dancing as well as the acrobatics of Michael and the ghosts.

    The connection between the visuals and the music is powerful in Ghosts. How did the production team working on the visuals listen to the story of what the music was telling?
    That wasn't my area of work. Essentially, the film was close to being complete by the time I started to compose.

    How did the post-production team listen to various elements of the songs from the short film? Did you work with them and say where you thought each piece should fit?
    The placement of the songs was tied to the storyline and so they were pretty much set. Footage had been shot and assembled and visual effect sequences like the dancing skeleton were being digitized. As far as the score, Michael, Stan and I decided on where to put music.

    Did the music influence a direct approach to how the stages of visual production and the final artistic approaches to the short film?
    I have no doubt that the songs influenced the approach but ultimately, Michael knew the story he wanted to tell and the tone in which he wanted it told.

    You have worked with some true legends and icons, but was Michael the greatest?
    Michael was the greatest.

    How did you hear about his passing?
    A friend called me and I can tell you that it was the start of an extended period of grief. Even though Michael hadn't been very active for a few years I always believed that we would work together again and I was sensing that the moment was approaching. Coming to terms with the fact that nothing else was going to happen was very sad.

    Are you aware of any plans for a DVD/Blu-ray release of Ghosts?
    I am not, but I can't imagine that it wouldn't be released in a high quality format sometime in the future.

    Did you get the chance to watch Ghosts' limited theatrical release?
    No. However we did have a screening of the finished work at the Motion Picture Academy Theatre - a state of the art facility and I don't think it could be more impressive than that.

    A short snippet of a score from Ghosts, titled Descending Angels, appears in the This Is It rehearsal film following Thriller. This also means you are given a credit in the trailer. Were you aware of this beforehand or were you given a surprise whilst watching it?
    I didn't know about it until it showed up on my IMDB page before I even saw the film!

    What did you make of the film? Were you planning to see the shows live in London?
    I enjoyed it. I never saw Michael perform live and so I am always keen to see him sing and dance, even on film. As far as London was concerned, I had no plans to go. I think that I was assuming that there would be more to follow and closer to LA.

    [COLOR]How would you describe Michael in one word?[/COLOR]
    I don't think that I can describe him in one word. He was a very complex being. To me the greatest performer ever, a huge musical talent and at the same time the most gentle of souls. Extremely thoughtful and respectful of others as well as extremely generous and caring.

    Finally, what did you learn from him?
    I learned from him that being tolerant and respectful of others, no matter who you are, allows your own star to burn a million times brighter.

    Thank you for your time.


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    Писане by andeli on Чет Авг 05, 2010 4:46 pm

    Michael Jackson - Jackson Trashed Vegas Hotel Room As Police Raided His Home

    Jackson Trashed Vegas Hotel Room As Police Raided His Home

    King of Pop MICHAEL JACKSON trashed a hotel room in Las Vegas after learning police were raiding his Neverland Ranch home in Santa Barbara, California - as they looked for clues to prove the pop star was a child molestor.

    The singer and his entourage were staying at The Mirage hotel in 2003 when his manager Dieter Wiesner got the call to return to California as soon as possible.

    A devastated Jackson then acted completely out of character, hurling furniture around his room.

    Almost three months after the singer's death, Wiesner has come forward to recall the terrible day.

    He tells news show Entertainment Tonight, "He couldn't talk and then he started to cry... Michael destroyed some stuff in the suite... He was out of control."

    It took a chat with his mother, Katherine, to calm Jackson down - and then she started to clean up her distraught son's mess.

    Wiesner adds, "She went down on the floor and started to clean the room. I told her, 'You don't have to do this because we have people here, they can take care (of this).'

    "She told me, 'You know what, I don't want the world or anyone from the hotel to see what he did and she cleaned the whole room."


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    Писане by andeli on Чет Авг 12, 2010 8:39 pm

    Michael Jackson saved my grandma.

    In December 1997, my maternal grandparents, Joseph and Concetta delisi, were on an American airlines flight from JFK to LAX. sitting coach, they were visiting my family for Christmas.

    A couple of hours into the flight, my grandma (literally) falls ill. what started as a stomach ache, ended with granny fainting and tumbling into the aisle.

    When she awakes, hovering above (next to my grandpa) and holding out his hand, Michael Jackson.

    “Are you o.k.?” MjJasked, in his delicate voice.

    He helps grandma up, and invites my grandparents to join him in first class. they accept.

    While grandma rests, grandpa enjoys first class service and chats it up with Jackson. they discuss family, food, and Italy (gramps favorite subjects.)

    Upon landing, Michael offers to drive my grandparents from LAX to my folks house (in the valley.) once again, they accept.

    With grandma getting pushed through the airport in wheelchair, they make their way to MJ’s limo. however, in an effort to dodge paparazzi, they’re forced to make three limo transfers by Jackson’s security.

    Once settled and on the 405N, Michael pops-in one of his favorite movies (at the time,) men in black. they watch it together.

    Once they arrive at my childhood home, mom opens the front door to find my grandparents standing on the stoop, with Michael Jackson behind them (holding their bags.)

    MJ enters the house, puts the bags down, and stands in front of the Christmas tree. he is enamored by its beauty and the “family spirit” in the home.

    My mom, in utter shock, FAILS to grab a camera to document the event, instead invites Michael Jackson back for a Christmas party. he politely declines, returns to his limo, and heads to Neverland ranch.

    While a photograph was never taken, he left our family with an amazing memory, one that showed us Michael Jackson’s heart, soul, and genuine kindness.

    Oh, and this first class menu he signed on the plane:



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    Писане by andeli on Чет Авг 12, 2010 8:52 pm

    My close encounter with Michael Jackson
    By Gwen J. Cariño

    MANILA, Philippines – When I was a PR officer at Manila Hotel, I was assigned to head the annual Orphan’s Christmas Party where 300 children from different orphanages around Metro Manila were treated to a day of fun and surprises. It was one of the biggest projects on my plate and it was such a challenge to focus on work the day before the big event, knowing Michael Jackson was billeted in the hotel.

    Two nights before, I had been fortunate to be part of his welcome line at the hotel lobby together with the rest of the PR and sales staff but was content enough to see him walk by.

    The day before, a guy claiming to be Michael Jackson’s aide from Mamarao Productions came to the office. I couldn’t recall his name but he looked for the “person in charge” and said his boss had read the announcement about the event in the Dear Guest flyers we had circulated to all the rooms a week before. Michael wanted to know how he could help. His aide went up to the Penthouse and down to the PR office several times after we gave our suggestions.

    Michael offered to fill up the 300 loot bags with goodies and toys, candies and chocolates. But after getting close to 50 sponsors, it was actually a problem for us to dispose of everything.

    So I thought hard…how can the King of Pop meaningfully join the affair? I couldn’t possibly have him be with the kids in the palayok game or the pabitin as he might end up being mobbed! And since the annual event was really all about giving, I mustered all my courage and told the Mamarao guy that the best thing I could think of was for Michael to literally be present to help distribute the loot bags, sign autographs and pose with the children for photos. “Wow, that may not be easy. You’re talking about handing goodie bags to 300 children and I can just imagine the chaos. We’ll see, Ms. Jacinto. I’ll get back to you,” he said.

    Lunch break came and it was the most hurried one I ever took in my entire life. It wasn’t until after 5 p.m. that Michael‘s aide came back and said, “Michael is more than happy to do whatever you suggest. How do we go about it tomorrow?”

    I wanted to scream. I had to calm myself and regain composure as the Lizzie Maguire in me said, “Get real, get back into focus.”

    We agreed that Michael would join after the games, musical program and snacks, and at the last part to give out the loot bags. My colleague Annette Africano and boss Dulce Agnir requested for additional security around the garden and the stage area as this was where we decided to distribute the gifts. We made sure the children would form an orderly line.

    Then the moment arrived. It was at the Champagne Gardens on Dec. 7, 1996. I was surprised to see him walking towards us, guided by his aide. Michael came up to me as I had to brief him.

    “Hi, how are you? Thanks so much for letting me in, I know I’m early ’coz I didn’t want to miss the program.”

    I said, “Are you kidding? Thanks so much for volunteering! Here’s what Michael, why don’t you just sit here and watch the musical numbers before we get into the gift giving. I will have to tweak the program a bit.”

    He replied, “Sure, anything you say… (pausing to look at my name tag) Gwen!”

    I was stunned at how incredibly sweet and modest he was. And in my mind it was, “Oh my God, this is really happening!”

    Amazing how he patiently sat through the whole program. Carol Banawa, then an Ang TV mainstay couldn’t believe MJ was watching her perform. She had her red blouse signed by him right after her number. Then followed Stefano Mori’s dance number. Later, his back up singers and dancers came up on stage followed by select kids from different orphanages who danced to the beat of Billie Jean. Oh, the smile on Michael’s face was just amazing.

    Then we announced that Michael will be distributing gifts onstage. I explained to him that there’s a loot bag for the younger kids and another for the older ones and he nodded. The thrill and excitement he gave those children was incredibly touching. It was in between the gift bag distribution that I caught a glimpse of MJ, not as a performer but as a person.

    It was one in the afternoon. Santa Claus (David Endriga, a friend of fellow PR officer Francis Capistrano) was with us. The heat was scourging and I was worried that Michael felt so hot with his black long-sleeved signature attire and hat.

    “Are you alright Michael? We can let you take a break,” I asked.

    He said, “I’m cool Gwen. Just imagine how Santa feels inside his velvet suit and beard. We’ll be fine.”

    I never heard him complain or say a word about how hot it was or how long the line was. He had the most beautiful manners. He didn’t even ask for a drink or a towel to wipe his sweat but one of our banquet staff made sure he got a glass of fresh orange juice.

    An hour passed and we were halfway through gift-giving when we noticed that the garden was getting filled up. Suddenly, there were people from media, politicians, officials and hotel guests including those in a wedding reception at the nearby Champagne Room who deserted the newly-weds just to get a glimpse of the King of Pop.

    “Oh oh, this isn’t supposed to be, I’m so sorry,” I said. It’s all right, we’ll get through it,” Michael said smiling.

    As we finished giving out the last loot bag to an 11-year-old orphan, a new line of more kids and adults formed. Michael’s bodyguard, Wayne, said. “We can leave now.”

    Michael replied calmly, “We can’t leave when there are still people in line. It’s Christmas, dude.”

    I felt my heart beat faster and the hair on my arms and the back of my neck stood up. He wasn’t just the most electrifying performer, but the most generous person.

    One of the most memorable moments was when a lady came up to him for an autograph. Laughing and holding his tummy, he said “Hey Gwen, you’ve gotta check this out. He whispered, “It’s a blank check. The lady is making me sign on a blank check.”

    We laughed hard and little did we know that it wasn’t even half of the comedy. He later showed me and Wayne other stuff people would use or pick up on the ground when they couldn’t find paper for him to sign on. One lady made him sign at the back of her elegant, designer Filipiniana gown. One teenager came up to him holding a dead leaf and another one, a popped balloon. Imagine how our laughter ballooned as well.

    It was an amazing, genuine experience. At one point he asked if I was going to catch his History concert and I said “tomorrow night.”

    “Oh, you’ll have a blast!” Michael told me.

    At this point he became concerned about the stage as adults outnumbered the kids. His face had nervousness written all over it but he still didn’t complain. He tapped the wooden floor with his foot several times making sure it was sturdy enough not to fall apart. “I’ve experienced the stage collapse and I just want to make sure we’re all safe here,” he explained.

    Half of me wanted the line to finish because we were literally melting and worried about our safety, but half of me didn’t, knowing that once the line ended, Michael will leave.

    At some point it did end. I managed to get an autograph for my sisters and me before our general manager, Clem Pablo, requested him to sing Give Love on Christmas Day.

    Cesar Sarino, one of the hotel’s officials, addressed his thank you note to the King of Pop. Then I saw his guards and aides whisking Michael off stage.

    I said in my mind, “Oh man, I didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye.”

    Suddenly, I saw Michael return on stage and say, “Thanks so much to you and your team, Gwen. This really means a lot.”

    Then he held me beside him and said, “I’ll see you at the concert.”

    As Michael Jackson is laid to rest and returned to pristine condition in the afterlife, these two incredible acts of the King of Pop — volunteering for charity and unselfishly spending time with the less fortunate, will forever be the way I will remember this man.





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    Писане by andeli on Чет Авг 12, 2010 9:15 pm

    My Michael Jackson Story

    By Don Barrett

    When I was laid off (fired) from MGM/UA in 1994, I opened my own movie marketing consultancy. I decided to concentrate on animated films. Over the years I was fortunate enough to work on wonderful animated projects like Steven Spielberg’s An American Tail, among many others. Before long my business was booming. I was making more money than I ever did with Columbia, Universal or most recently MGM/UA. And more importantly, I didn’t have that awful commute I did for years, plus no committee diluting some wonderful ideas that individuals conjured up.

    I was exposed to the international marketplace (my movie career with the studios was confined to domestic) and found myself at the Cannes Film Festival numerous times exposing and selling some of the animated projects I was representing. Yes, Cannes is beautiful, sexy, sensual, alluring, intoxicating, exciting and downright the bomb, to use an old expression.

    One year on my way to Cannes, I had to travel from LAX to Berlin and then make a connecting flight to Cannes. In first class there were five rows with two seats on each side of the plane. I was sitting in the aisle seat in row three on the left. In front of me was a single gentleman. The front two seats were occupied but they were already seated when I got comfortable for the 12 hour flight.

    The man in front of me asked for a cocktail prior to take-off. Once airborne, he was the recipient of a steady stream of drinks. About a half-hour into our flight, the man on the aisle in the front seat stood and moved to the center of the cabin. His seatmate got up and stood behind him.

    Another man who was in the front seat on the aisle on the right side of the plane got up and joined the two standing in the cabin and got behind the second man. In almost lock step they walked to the toilet. The cabin lights were dim for those who wanted to sleep on the long flight. As they walked by me it was clear that the center man in this abbreviated parade was Michael Jackson.

    The flight progressed but the man in front of me never stopped with requesting more booze. Eventually the steward cut him off. I could only guess the perfect storm that was brewing. Frequently raising his voice in the quiet cabin, it was easy to hear his entitlement demands after paying so much for a first class ticket and that they had no right to stop serving him. The steward was firm.

    The boozy man kept ringing the call-button and the steward reluctantly would come to his seat, only to be greeted by insults for refusing his right to service. After a third call-button ring, the boozy man apparently was waiting in wait for the steward. The steward repeated what he had told the man about no more service. The boozy man leapt like a gazelle onto the steward and they both crashed to the floor. They wrestled. You could hear another steward frantically summoning the pilot who quickly came down to see what the commotion was all about.

    With no fanfare, no lights, no audience, a concerned Michael Jackson got up and separated the two sparring men. As soon as they realized that the King of Pop was acting as peacemaker, they sheepishly stopped like school kids busted by the principal or even their own mom. The captain (or co-captain) arrived on the scene to see that peace had been restored with no bloodshed.

    Michael asked his bodyguard friend to sit in the boozy man’s seat and invited the inebriated man to sit with him. I couldn’t hear a word that was spoken by Michael nor his new seatmate but they were talking away for 20 minutes. Michael signaled to his bodyguard to help the boozy man back to his seat. Within minutes he had passed out and slept for the duration of the flight. Michael and his bodyguard were both back together to complete the remaining hours in relative silence.

    It was a rare glimpse into Michael Jackson. Who knew he would be a peacemaker at 30,000 feet on what could have erupted into an ugly confrontation?


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    Писане by andeli on Сря Авг 25, 2010 1:38 pm

    My Brush with Badness



    A few weeks ago, I was at a staff meeting for new employees where everyone in the room was asked to mention one interesting thing about themselves that nobody else would know. I waited patiently 'til my turn came around, and then calmly explained how Michael Jackson once sent me to J.C. Penney to buy him underwear.

    Since I have told my friends this story countless times, I was a little surprised by the strong reaction people had to my off-the-cuff comment. I guess I shouldn't have been. Like him or not, there is no denying that Michael Jackson is still a force of nature. Even my 5th graders are aware of him, and they were all of three years old when his last record came out! So to set the record straight, here is the account of my years with the so-called King of Pop.

    Back in 1989, I was a fresh-faced college grad in Los Angeles searching for my first job. Since I was one of the six people that year who actually went to college just to learn how to work in a recording studio, I had no problem landing a position at one of the major studios in Hollywood. Of course, even with an expensive college degree, you couldn't just expect to start off working with bands inside the building, because that required actual EXPERIENCE, which of course was what everyone else was out getting while I was pursuing my worthless degree.

    Instead, they stuck me out in the parking shack across the street for two months. Strangely enough, I had some experience in this area, as I had spent the summer working as a valet in a garage near Fenway Park.



    Parking cars for rock stars certainly had its moments. Iggy Pop once drove up in a Hyundai with no windshield. Either Milli or Vanilli tipped me a dollar for parking their Jeep. The Beastie Boys all sped off laughing one day in their rented Escort, and then drove straight up to Mulholland Drive and pushed it over the cliff. And once a week during lunch, David Crosby handed me a twenty-dollar bill to take his brand-new BMW 750 to the car wash, which really only set me back like three bucks. Once when I brought it back to him, he handed me another twenty for a tip.

    Nevertheless, a promotion was inevitable, and in the winter of '89. I was promoted to the midnight to eight janitorial position. At least I was happy to be inside the building, as it was getting cold in the unheated parking shack. But I knew absolutely nothing about cleaning toilets and mopping floors, as evidenced by the huge cloud of noxious smoke that spewed from the cleaning bucket on my first night when I mixed the bleach and ammonia together.

    Washing David Crosby's car for twenty bucks was one thing. But cleaning the studio bathroom after David Crosby had been in there for twenty minutes was a different deal entirely. For starters, I was supposed to stay awake all night, but after six hours of cleaning the entire building, this was easier said then done. Finally, one morning as I was leaving, the studio manager asked me to take two small brass elephant bookends home and polish them up before my next shift. I spent the day looking for another job instead, and found one right away at a studio down the street on Sunset Blvd.

    At my new job, I was hired on as a "runner," which meant I got to run errands all over LA in my trusty '84 VW Rabbit. A couple months later, they moved me out to a studio in the San Fernando Valley for a "special" project.

    This project would eventually become Michael Jackson's "Dangerous" album. When I first started, Michael was working with three different groups of producers all trying to take the place of Quincy Jones, who had not been chosen to work on this project. I think Michael wanted to go out on his own for this one, but the problem was that he had no idea what he wanted! One day, Slash from Guns N' Roses would be recording a searing guitar solo, while the next day, a chorus of thirty children would be singing a nursery rhyme or something.

    Michael didn't say much to me at first, until one day he ran in screaming that there was a "vagabond" sitting in the alley behind the studio. I took a look, expecting Charlie Chaplin to pop out or something, but there was just some homeless guy sipping malt liquor out of a bag on the back steps.

    Eventually, Michael warmed up to me, and even started talking to me once in a while if he was in the mood. Once, he asked if I was going to have to go fight in the (Gulf) war. I told him I was probably too old to be drafted, and he responded by saying that he was relieved, because "if you went to the war, you could die."

    He also started sending me out on errands, like going out with his credit card one afternoon to fill his huge Blazer up with gasoline. If I remember correctly, he had an auxiliary gas tank mounted, so he could get up to his ranch without having to get out and fill up along the way.

    I guess I should mention at this point that Michael is an awful driver. He hit everyone's car in the studio lot at least once, including mine. One time, he rear-ended a guy on the 101 freeway, and just left the scene because the guy got out of his car and started screaming at him. Eventually, he gave up and got someone to drive him in to work every day.

    Other memorable experiences include calling Tower Records (RIP) an hour before they closed, and having them shut down early so that Michael and I could go shopping. Even thought it was just up the road, I was glad to get out of MJ's car and into the safety of the store! I think he dropped about $1500 on CDs that night.

    Anyway, one day Michael shyly asked me if I could do him a special favor. I'm pretty sure this was after he stopped driving, so I guess he really didn't have any other way to get stuff during the day. Of course I agreed, which was when he told me flat-out that he had just run out of underwear.

    For pretty much the whole two years that I worked with him, Michael came in every day wearing black dress pants and a red button-down shirt. He had a whole rack of just these two items in his office, which I assume he either had cleaned and returned to him, or just threw away at the end of the day. But on this particular day, I guess he was running low on drawers.

    At first, he just said that he wanted underwear. When I asked him what kind, he just repeated "Underwear!" When I told him I wasn't his mother and didn't know what to get, he kind of laughed, and then said "Hanes thirty please." When I was almost out the door however, he came running up and yelled "make them thirty-twos, I don't want them to be too tight!" So there it is folks. The King of Pop wears tightie-whities!

    Other than that, I never saw any funny business going on for the two years I worked with him. I really enjoyed this experience, and even got my name on the CD! Michael was always polite and reserved in the studio, but he had his silly moments as well.

    He was also really concerned about doing anything that would inadvertently upset anybody around him. Even though he was spending five thousand bucks a day on studio time, Michael left me this note one day on my desk. I kept it as a souvenir, and pull it out now and then if people ever question my story. It pretty much tells you everything you need to know about him as a person and an artist.



    For the purposes of clarification, Michael was just telling me that he took a pen off my desk. Also, the French translation of "tightie-whities" to "panties," although humorous, is not accurate. The type of undergarment I am describing is just a plain white pair of men's cotton briefs. Many men continue to wear these into adulthood, though most switch to boxer shorts at some point.
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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by andeli on Сря Авг 25, 2010 4:37 pm

    David Gest book: The first time Michael got drunk

    Michael was staying at my place on Dohney and was happy to come along. He really respected Burt (Bacharach) but wondered, as we all did, what made him tick.

    Burt had ordered a bottle of expensive French red wine, which he, Carole (Bayer Sager) and I were drinking. Michael never drank but that night he got interested in wine. Unbelievably; he didn't even know what wine was.
    'What's it made of?' he asked me.
    'Grapes', I said.
    'I like grapes,' Michael said. 'I think i'll try some.'
    So we poured Michael a glass and he drank it. He obviously liked it because he drank another one. We were drinking a 1982 Pomerol that tasted like candy, so he was bound to like it.

    By this time, we all had a glass or two and the bottle was finished. So Burt ordered a second bottle. This time, Michael drank virtually the whole bottle. He had really aquired a taste for wine, fine wine at that, and was guzzling the stuff down. So we ordered a third bottle and Michael drank most of that aswell. That's when i knew we were going to have a problem that night.

    The evening came to an end and I drove Michael back to my place. He was, understandbly, happy. In fact, he was flying high, very high. In the car he was talking and laughing. He was singing 'I Want To Be Where You Are' and 'Never Can Say Goodbye'. Then he started singing more of his hit songs like 'Ben'. He was giggling away all the time.
    'You're going to be in trouble,' he said. 'I'm going to tell Joesph what you did.'
    I wasn't taking the bait. 'I didn't do it, you did,' I said.
    It took us a few minutes to get back to my place. The minute I parked the car and opened the door for him, Michael leaned out and threw up all over the place. He spent the rest of the night hanging over the toilet. He was as sick as a dog. I was up all night with him.
    He kept saying, 'I'm going to tell Joe you corrupted me,' I was kinda worried he would but he never did.

    It was his first taste of wine, something he would come to love a little too much in later years. I always felt bad about that night but it sure was funny!

    --> снимката не е от този момент, разбира се, но много добре се връзва с разказа


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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by Tes on Чет Авг 26, 2010 1:44 am

    Тази история дали е вярна? Две бутилки вино? Уоу... Ей, всеки би настръхнал с тези заплахи с Джо... ;) Представяте ли си го на задната седалка в колата, широко усмихнат, пеейки "Ben".... хълцайки
    О, и снимката е много на място. Историята ме развесели. :Д


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    Писане by for all time on Чет Авг 26, 2010 10:05 pm

    Много сладко..... много сладко.....
    Струва си да го видиш така..... ох... много си струва... поне веднъж... и да пее


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    Писане by for all time on Пон Авг 30, 2010 8:51 am


    August 29th
    29 08 2010

    From the beginning it was always a quandary for me, Michael’s birthday. From the first day we met, unfamiliar to me, I was faced with his chosen religion, Jehovah’s Witness.

    When Michael arrived for his photo shoot for THRILLER, two men accompanied him impeccably dressed in suits, who sat over to the side on some cushy couches and watched his every move.

    Since this was the first time I worked with him, it didn’t feel appropriate for me to ask who they could possibly be. I thought if he wanted us to know, he would have told us. I just felt their presence throughout the entire day. They left with him as mysteriously as they had entered with him. At the time I really did not give it another thought, because I had no idea of the adventure that was ahead of me.

    The next shoot, there again…a mysterious gentleman, sitting in the background.

    As our working relationship and friendship began to grow, I asked. He explained to me he was a Jehovah’s Witness. He was very active with the church, and these gentlemen were monitors. They watched over him. He also explained he went to bible study, and spent time going door-to-door teaching the word each week. I had to take pause for a minute and think about that one….

    THRILLER had been released by the time he was explaining this to me. “You mean to tell me, that you ring someone’s doorbell, they come to answer it, and there stands Michael Jackson??????”

    He gave me one of his hi pitched belly laughs…and said, “yeah”. He further explained that he does it in disguise.

    “Oh no you don’t.”

    Still giggling, he paused and got amusingly serious. “Yeah, sure. After they let me in, they usually begin to look at me funny, so I end up admitting who I am.”

    “Wow, I wish I could be a fly on the wall and watch that. I still can’t believe you do that.” I said.

    “It is a big part of being a Jehovah’s Witness. We also do not celebrate holidays or birthdays. We believe that we should honor and celebrate these things daily, and not have just one day.”

    So I asked “No birthdays. No Christmas?”

    “No” he replied.

    “Isn’t that difficult, when the world around you is decorating and singing carols?”.

    “Yes, Turkle…it is always kind of sad, especially when I was a child, because it looked like so much fun. But it is okay; we have things like FAMILY DAY, where we all get together. There are hundreds of Jackson’s and we all try and be there.”

    I could genuinely see the sadness in his eyes and the sense his feeling of loss, not celebrating Christmas with the other kids…so I changed the subject.

    One August 29th, we ended up working. Everyone was wishing him Happy Birthday and giving him little presents. He smiled and graciously accepted them. Once we were in the privacy of the trailer, he put the gifts down on the seat, and looked down at them.

    “I wish people wouldn’t do that. Please promise me, Turkle, don’t EVER say Happy Birthday to me.”

    I was torn. I once again saw how sad and conflicted he was on the inside about this, but he remained loyal to his beliefs. It was so difficult for me too. I wanted to give him a present and a big birthday hug every time August 29th rolled around, and join in with the others who were celebrating his birthday around him. I also wanted to comply with his request not to even SAY happy birthday.

    We were shooting SMOOTH CRIMINAL. I was accustomed to the monitors by now. The filming was going on longer than planned, as usual. We were preparing for a very big scene. Michael was surrounded by the alien battalion in a gully, built on stage 14.

    The special weapons and ammunition team had briefed Michael on how to hold the machine gun and fire it. It was the last scene of the evening. Michael was having fun with it, like a little boy playing army. He took a strong stance, and fired as the cameras rolled.

    That was a wrap for that evening, and we were given our call time for the next morning.

    Michael was a little late arriving the next day. I was waiting in his trailer. He walked in so distraught. I didn’t understand, we were having so much fun the night before. He was silent as he sat in the makeup chair. I had to ask him please tell me. Please tell me what is wrong.

    His eyes welled up with tears. “Mother called last night. The church called her, and told her that I held and fired a gun yesterday. They ordered that I have to make decision. I must leave the church, or leave the entertainment industry.” He was weeping as he uttered those words.

    I was quite mortified. “What did your mother advise you to do?”

    “She felt horrible. She told me it was up to me. She said she would stand by me with whatever I decided.”

    “I see, you are here today”.

    “Yes”

    “Mother is supporting my choice”.

    It took a while for Michael to adjust to his choice. He continued to feel uncomfortable with his birthday, but attended fan events in his honor, and truly enjoyed them.

    When I was around him during Christmas, he would hide in his own closet to secretly wrap presents. He still held a tinge of guilt. I knew it was difficult for him, but I know he loved all the decorations that NEVER came down. He could freely give his children the birthdays that he never had. I knew deep down inside the Jehovah Witness teachings continued to hold a sacred place inside of him. That is why I was forever torn by not saying “Happy Birthday”. He never released me from my promise to not say it to him.


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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by for all time on Вто Авг 31, 2010 9:24 pm

    Stories from David Gest’s autobio “Simply the Gest”

    On Michael’s own money, he and I flew to Nashville and rented a car. He drove. I soon set about driving him mad, just totally bonkers.

    In Nashville we were booked into a really nice hotel, Spence Manor. We pulled up alongside an intercom system you had to get past to get to go through the main gates. Michael didn’t know Nasville, so I sensed an opportunity to have some fun.

    I told him that because we were in the self styled “Music City” we had to abide by one of the local traditions.

    “Michael, you have to sing into the intercom,” I said.

    “Sing what?”

    “You have to sing ‘It’s Music City and I am here. I’m Mike McDonald so let’s raise a cheer.’ Otherwise they won’t let you in. You have to do it,” I told him.

    He gave me a puzzled look but went along with it. The guy on the end of the intercom came on and said in his southern accent, “How can I help you?”

    Michael began to sing and the voice on the intercom replied, “Sorry, we don’t let ******s in here.”

    They wouldn’t open the gates. I was laughing so hard I was on the floor. Michael didn’t quite get it for a moment but as soon as he did he nearly peed his pants too. He couldn’t believe he had been such an idiot as to do that.

    [...]

    Michael and I used to have so much fun playing jokes on each other. My favourite prank was to put on another voice and pretend to be someone else – I loved to do voices. In the early days of working together, Michael went to stay at a hotel in Little Rock, Arkansas. He loved to eat. He had just arrived and I knew the first thing he would do was order food from room service. So I beat him to the punch. As soon as he got to his room, I rang him up, putting on a woman’s voice, and said, “Honey, do you want to order room service?”

    “Oh yes, baby, I’ll have a hamburger,” he said. He always called people sweetheart or baby.

    “Ok, darling,” I replied.

    “I would like some mustard and ketchup.”

    “Baby, we have no mustard and ketchup.”

    “None?” he asked.

    “None. We just ran out and our shipment is two days late,” I replied.

    “Ok, I will have some relish.”

    “Honey, we’re all out of relish. We just got rid of the last of it.”

    “Ok, I’ll have mayonaise.”

    “No mayonaise.”

    “Cheese and lettuce?”

    “No cheese or lettuce.”

    “Fries?”

    “No fries.”

    “Well, just put some butter and tomato in the bun.”

    “Honey, we have no buns, just toast.”

    By this point he had enough, so he just started screaming, “You have no mustard, you have no ketchup, you have no fries, you have no buns. What kind of restaurant is this?”

    I started cracking up. It was then that I realized I had him. I did exactly the same thing to him 25 years later. We weren’t working together then but I knew where he was staying.

    [...]

    Michael used to love calling people up. He would do it when he came over to my house. He would just pick up the phone, dial a random number and start horsing around.

    The person at the other end would pick up the phone and Michael would say, “Who’s this?”

    They would reply something like, “It’s Lenore.”

    He would go, “Oh, Lenore, listen, we’re going to have to get a divorce. I can’t carry on like this.”

    “She would go, “No, no, you have the wrong…”

    Michael would interrupt and say, “No, Lenore, don’t even try that on me. I’ve just had it with you. We’ll divide the property evenly and everything but it’s got to be this way.”

    Then he would hang up, leaving the person on the other end of the line wondering what the hell had just happened.

    (1978)

    Michael was staying at my place on Dohney and was happy to come along. He really respected Burt (Bacharach) but wondered, as we all did, what made him tick.

    Burt had ordered a bottle of expensive French red wine, which he, Carole (Bayer Sager) and I were drinking. Michael never drank but that night he got interested in wine. Unbelievably; he didn’t even know what wine was.

    ‘What’s it made of?’ he asked me.

    ‘Grapes’, I said.

    ‘I like grapes,’ Michael said. ‘I think I’ll try some.’

    So we poured Michael a glass and he drank it. He obviously liked it because he drank another one. We were drinking a 1982 Pomerol that tasted like candy, so he was bound to like it.

    By this time, we all had a glass or two and the bottle was finished. So Burt ordered a second bottle. This time, Michael drank virtually the whole bottle. He had really aquired a taste for wine, fine wine at that, and was guzzling the stuff down.

    So we ordered a third bottle and Michael drank most of that as well. That’s when I knew we were going to have a problem that night.

    The evening came to an end and I drove Michael back to my place. He was, understandbly, happy. In fact, he was flying high, very high. In the car he was talking and laughing. He was singing ‘I Want To Be Where You Are’ and ‘Never Can Say Goodbye’.

    Then he started singing more of his hit songs like ‘Ben’. He was giggling away all the time.

    ‘You’re going to be in trouble,’ he said. ‘I’m going to tell Joesph what you did.’

    I wasn’t taking the bait. ‘I didn’t do it, you did,’ I said.

    It took us a few minutes to get back to my place. The minute I parked the car and opened the door for him, Michael leaned out and threw up all over the place. He spent the rest of the night hanging over the toilet. He was as sick as a dog. I was up all night with him.

    He kept saying, ‘I’m going to tell Joe you corrupted me,’ I was kinda worried he would but he never did.

    It was his first taste of wine, something he would come to love a little too much in later years. I always felt bad about that night but it sure was funny!
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    Re: Другите за него с думи

    Писане by andeli on Вто Авг 31, 2010 10:01 pm

    Ах, че сладкооо... Напомня ми за времето когато бяхме малки как и ние звъняхме на произволни номера и говорехме какви ли не щуротии от сорта на: " Кажете на съпруга си си, че си забрави вратовръзката у нас". Very Happy


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    Писане by Tes on Вто Авг 31, 2010 11:06 pm

    Хахахаха Very Happy Laughing И ние го правихме това Very Happy Липсват ми тези времена!!!
    Това с вратовръзката е оригинално Very Happy

    Обичам да чета подобни истории с Майкъл! Smile Обичам чувството му за хумор.


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    Писане by L.O.V.E. MJ on Сря Сеп 01, 2010 11:26 am

    Landlord: 'Jackson Would Still Be Alive If He'd Stayed In Ireland'

    MICHAEL JACKSON's one-time landlord insists the King of Pop would still be alive if he'd spent more time in Ireland.

    Businessman Paddy Dunning opened his Coolatore House to the pop star and his kids while Jackson was working on new material during the summer of 2006 - and he feels sure his famous friend would not be dead if he'd stayed a little longer.

    Dunning reveals the singer was "fit" throughout his stay and ordered staff at the retreat to keep his meals simple and plentiful - he ate traditional Irish porridge for breakfast and fish, chicken and vegetables throughout the day.

    The landlord says, "The guy was fit - he was getting stronger, and I reckon if he had lived here and stayed here, he wouldn't have died."

    But Dunning has many happy memories of the brief time he did spend with Jackson, including one special studio session.

    He recalls, "One night we ended up in the studio (on the estate). Michael was on the drums, I was playing guitar and (producer) Nephew was on the keyboards and we just started getting a rhythm together.

    "Slowly but surely Nephew just creeped the song into Billie Jean. It was just mad playing Billie Jean with Michael Jackson - I never thought I'd do that."



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    Писане by andeli on Съб Сеп 04, 2010 10:58 pm

    Bitter story: girl who went on stage with Michael

    Back in ’92, C.P. was a 16-year-old girl, madly in love with the American superstar. Now she’s married and the mother of a 10-year-old son:

    “So you’ve been a MJ fan…”
    Yes, I’ve been a MJ fan. I was 16 and was listening to everything Michael Jackson related.
    “Are you still a fan?”
    I’m not what you can call a fan anymore. I still like his music, but I can’t say that I’m as big of a fan as I once was.
    “Why did you use to like him so much?”
    I very much liked everything that he was doing, both music and dancing. I also liked the fact that he was a very charming and strong person and I think that these qualities situated him above other performers.
    “How did you get to the concert?”
    My parents gave me the money for the tickets and I remember running on the street, holding them. I bought tickets for me and a schoolmate. I was very happy and excited!
    “Do you still have the ticket?”
    No, I don’t know what happened to it.
    “Where did you stay on the stadium? Right in the front row?”
    Yes. Before the show, I was thinking how to get right next to the stage and I called my schoolmate and together we decided that we would be at the stadium at around 12 noon. The gates didn’t open until 5 pm, but, when they opened, we ran and took our places in the front row. I was the first to get there…
    “How did you get on stage?”
    …Before the “She’s out of my life” song, a few bodyguards were checking up every person in the front row. They passed by me, then they turned and asked me whether I wanted to go on stage with Michael a bit later. I told them that I surely wanted. They grabbed me and took me from the audience and they told me to wait for Michael’s sign, when the song started.
    “And Michael called you…”
    After he sang a few lines of the song, he turned to me, hold out his hand and called me.
    “What did you feel right then? You must have been shaking all over…”
    Do you think I knew what planet I was on? I didn’t know anything anymore. I didn’t feel myself shaking and I didn’t know where I was anymore. I just wanted to live the moment and to pay attention only to him…see how he looked like, hug him, tell him how much I liked him…that’s all that went through my mind then.
    “And how did he look like, up close?”
    He was normal. Nothing unusual. Nothing weird. He was an ok guy, medium height and his body was in shape. He was wearing stage makeup, but he was very handsome. I couldn’t find, at that point, any fault.
    “Have you told him anything?”
    I hugged him because that’s what I wanted the most. I remember that I touched his hair to see how it felt like. It felt very coarse. I told him I loved him. As I’ve told you, I was only 16…
    “Has he answered that?”
    Yes, yes. He told me he loved me too. I kissed his cheek, he caressed my hair, I remember that very well. He was caressing the back of my head. That felt very nice.
    “Has anybody told you when to get off of the stage?”
    Same as the first gesture, when he put out his hand to me, he gently pushed me away. Then, the bodyguard came and took me away.
    “When you got back in the audience, what happened?”
    That was the biggest problem. The bodyguards put me back, but not in my place. The crowd took me by storm, they were pulling my hair, my clothes and everything. They were probably very curious. I think they wanted to touch me because I had been so close to Michael.
    ….
    “How long were you passionate about Michael Jackson?”
    Eeeeeh…I was excited about him for about a year after that, then I went to another stage. I grew up, had other things on my mind, graduation, college, life in its usual course.

    “What has this experience meant for you?”
    Right now, it’s a memory very dear to me. I will cherish it forever. Back then, it was a teenager’s dream. Very nice.
    “Have you ever wondered why you have been chosen to go on stage?”
    That’s a difficult question…I don’t know why me. I think it was fate. It was meant to be. Everything in life happens for a reason. That was a happy experience for me and I’m glad I was one of the people who got close to Michael. I cried with emotion and happiness.
    Here's the video for the 'original' girl:


    Та, това го говоря отдавна. Това в действителност е момичето, което танцува с Майкъл на концерта в Румъния 1992г. След това последва монтаж и аз бях много учудена, когато се появи онова момиче с черния потник. Явно е предпочетена заради по- емоционалното й държание.
    Докато го четох си казвах, че някои хора наистина са късметлии. Как може да си бил в обятията му и да забравиш след година?! А може би това просто е логичния ход в съзряването на хората?!


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    Да, гледайки това момиче си мислих колко е сдържана, кротка...Дали е от емоционално вцепенение или емоциите й са били точно такива - "равни" без изблици на еуфория...Но определено е галеница на съдбата за това. Very Happy


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    Писане by andeli on Вто Сеп 07, 2010 10:22 pm

    For all time:
    August 29th
    29 08 2010....
    Всъщност ето още една добавка в помощ за "изработването" на психологическият портрет на Майкъл. Що за контрол е налагала тази секта? Да го придружават навсякъде? Мониторинг??? Въпреки толкова известен да обикаля от врата на врата, за да проповядва дегизиран? Да не иска да го поздравяват за рожденият му ден - НИКОГА... Evil or Very Mad


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    Сет Ригс, вокален учител Майкъл, коментира един разговор между него и Майкъл.

    Всеки смяташе, че Майкъл е гей и аз му казах един ден: "Знаеш ли Майкъл, много хора мислят, че си гей." Майкъл започна да се смее. Той каза: "Знам. Онзи ден един голям, висок, рус, симпатичен колега дойде при мен и каза:" Боже, Майкъл, мисля, че сте прекрасен. Аз, би искал да се любя с вас." Аз го погледнах и казах:" Кога е последния път, когато четохте Библията? Наистина трябва да я прочетете, защото има реална информация за хомосексуалността." Тогава мъжът ми отвърна:
    "Предполагам, че ако бях едно момиче, то щеше да бъде различно. Но аз казах: "Не, има някои много преки думи в Библията и за това също."


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    Michael Jackson was ready to perform 50 live shows before his tragic death, says Brit stage wizard Mark Cunniffe

    Sep 10 2010 Rick Fulton

    MICHAEL JACKSON was more than ready to do his 50 London dates before he died, according to one of the last people to see him.

    Brit Mark Cunniffe was the lighting programmer and operator for This Is It and saw Jacko's final two rehearsals before he died, aged just 50, in June last year.

    Mark has worked with many of the world's greatest performers including David Bowie, Rod Stewart, George Michael and Stevie Wonder.

    He is also lending his vast technical ability to the Doctor Who Live arena tour that stops off at Glasgow SECC next month.

    Like many, Mark wasn't sure Jacko, whose last 82-date world tour had been in 1996, could cut it again.

    The 44-year-old said: "If he'd died two weeks before he'd done it, I'd have said he'd never have done it. But he performed a full show twice on Tuesday and Wednesday before he died and he nailed it both times.

    "He was stopping to give us notes.

    "I was devastated when he died. Even if he'd done one show, it would have been great to see him do it and take the accolades for it.

    "I think it would have been one of his finest moments."

    Mark, who worked on the Balamory and Tweenies tours and turned Edinburgh Castle into Hogwarts when JK Rowling read from Harry Potter And The Half-Blood Prince, got the call to work for Jacko through Stevie Wonder.

    Mark - who married wife Annie in Aviemore and has three children Ellen, 13, Charlie, 10 and Jamie, seven - had been trying to stop his excessive touring.

    But he grinned: "It was one of those things that you get the phone call and you don't turn round and say, 'I'm busy.'

    "You drop everything. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to work with one of the biggest artists the world has ever seen."

    After the briefest of hellos with arguably the greatest entertainer we've ever had, Mark was thrown straight into work. He said: "In our first meeting he was explaining the lighting notes for Billie Jean.

    "It was six weeks before he died and before we moved to the Staples Center for the final rehearsals.

    "He was telling me, 'I walk on stage, cock my hat, click my fingers and a light comes on.'

    "I'm writing all this furiously. 'Then I move over, click fingers, light comes on. I turn to the audience, look this way, look that way, light comes on.'"

    Mark is grinning at the memory. He said: "It becomes a surreal moment.

    "Afterwards, I said thanks very much, Michael, went back to the control room and was straight on the phone to my kids saying, 'Guess who I've been speaking to.'"

    Despite working with huge names, Mark admits the Doctor Who Live show is more of a challenge as it's a TV institution being turned into a stage show.

    Mark admitted: "If I didn't have the people behind it, it would be scary."

    Developed by Doctor Who boss Steven Moffat and directed by Will Brenton, the show promises to be an incredible event.

    It opens in wartime London, baddies including the Daleks, the Weeping Angels and Cybermen appear and it concludes with an epic on-stage battle.

    Current Doctor Matt Smith will appear in specially filmed sequences to be shown on a giant screen.

    Nigel Planer will play the part of Vorgenson the Greatest Showman in the Galaxy. He uses his incredible invention, The Minimiser, to make any Doctor Who character appear on stage as part of a travelling show dedicated to his hero.

    It is Mark's job to make the Weeping Angels - who will get you if you blink - believable to even the back row of the SECC.

    There will be a massive 50 ft screen, lights - lots and lots of lights - pyrotechnics, optical illusions and special effects.

    Mark said: "At first I was like, how the hell are we going to make a telly programme into an event?

    "I grew up with it as a kid and remember hiding behind the couch like all of us used to do on the old Jon Pertwee series.

    "But it's going to look incredible."

    He refuses to give any secrets away about the plot or what the show will look like.

    He said: "We could do an exhibition of all things great about Doctor Who and it would be fascinating but it wouldn't draw the audience in."

    Mark has a very different life to the one he was supposed to have.

    Born in St Helens, near Liverpool, his parents wanted him to study medicine.

    But when they moved to Poole, Dorset, he fell in love with his school's auditorium and took over the lighting for school shows aged 16.

    After studying theatre and design, Mark went into London's West End, working on Phantom Of The Opera, Miss Saigon and 42nd Street. In the Eighties big music shows were taking hold and at 22 Mark joined George Michael's Faith tour.

    He said: "I used to stand at the side of the stage and the hairs at the back of my neck would stand on end.

    "He's one of the greatest singer songwriters this country has ever produced. I wish we could see more of it."

    Since then he's worked on shows for AC/DC, Jon Bon Jovi, Wet Wet Wet and Lulu.

    Mark also spent 11 months on the road with David Bowie on his 2002 Reality tour which was cut short due to illness.

    Mark said: "I hope he tours again and I'd love to think I'd be involved because it was a really, really successful tour and one he said was one of his most enjoyable."

    So can he ever switch off if he's going to a gig? He said: "My wife Annie is a huge Robbie Williams fan so I took her to Hampden a few years ago for her 40th to see him.

    "She's up on her feet dancing and I'm sat down looking at the lighting rig and video screens, noticing there's a problem with that and how did they do that.

    "She looks down at me and shouts, 'Would you get up and dance.'

    "But it's a busman's holiday for me. I even complain in restaurants if it's really badly lit and offer them advice."

    Doctor Who Live is from October 14-17 at Glasgow SECC.

    http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/showbiz/celebrity-interviews/2010/09/10/michael-jackson-was-more-than-ready-to-perform-50-live-shows-before-his-tragic-death-says-brit-stage-wizard-mark-cunniffe-86908-22550699/


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