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A bit of a long post :smilerolleyes:
Out of curiosity, I’ve searched for the girl who went on stage with Michael in ’92 (Dangerous tour Bucharest). It turns out that the girl is a different one than what is presented on the official Dangerous concert recording and…what I found out kind of saddened me. I translated the interview and you’ll see why:
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: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OjxzPGLbSs&feature=player_embedded
Bitter-sweet…I mean, how can you be a fan and then, when Michael went through all the hard times, just forget about him and say that you’ve grown up??!
Well, I’ve been a fan for almost 20 years now, I’ve grown up too, but with Michael always having a special place in my heart and mind...
Out of curiosity, I’ve searched for the girl who went on stage with Michael in ’92 (Dangerous tour Bucharest). It turns out that the girl is a different one than what is presented on the official Dangerous concert recording and…what I found out kind of saddened me. I translated the interview and you’ll see why:
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: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OjxzPGLbSs&feature=player_embedded
Bitter-sweet…I mean, how can you be a fan and then, when Michael went through all the hard times, just forget about him and say that you’ve grown up??!
Well, I’ve been a fan for almost 20 years now, I’ve grown up too, but with Michael always having a special place in my heart and mind...
