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"My Brush With Badness"

That was a really cute story, makes me love him even more... I knew about his bad driving but misspelling pen... come on Mike! :lol:
 
:lol: that was funny! Except for the "so- called King of Pop" remark![/b]
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I agree. That is the only comment that I did not lik; other than that, this was a great story. ANd he wears HANES just like JOrdan. :lol:
 
I think he is a better driver now. ALso, Hanes is my brand as well (in ladies of cours). I am a girl. :p
 
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![/b]
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:lol: :lol: :lol:

I can't even say anything else after this! :D
 
I remember reading a quote from Stephanie Mills some time last year when he last album was coming out...

it when something like.......Michael looks really good in his underwear.........umm???
 
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.[/b]
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That is ignorant; Jackson always had different kinds of music being produced -- no matter with or without Jones; it has nothing to do with starting to work without Quincy or not knowing what to want.
 
That's true denis, that's the only thing in this article I was miffed at. Michael always has a clear direction of where he wants to go with each song.
 
Since Michael reads a lot (probably just one person in hundreds or thousands of people actually read that much), the highest possibility is that he actually knows how words get written properly -- even much more complex words than "pen".

However, lack of regular school writing practice summed up with possibly writing letter in late time (see context of the letter), when he was tired, probably made him illiterate. So we see funny obvious mistakes like this with word "pen".

It is not unique phenomenon. For example, when I am tired and not sleeping enough, my written literacy and then even spoken spelling, pronunciation falls apart -- while common logical reasoning still functions as usual with no flaws.

I start to write vowel letters in words as they sound, not as they should spelled correctly (though I know correct spelling perfectly). I start to omit words' endings, lose track of cases and conjugations. I start to forget words. It happens even with simplest words and I mean here my first language. It really looks ridiculously pathetic and shameful and almost no one can believes that I am actually literate and normally good in language. I do not even talk about my English, which is just mediocre even when I am in good shape mentally, and it falls apart even quicker if I am tired. :lol:

Scientific reasoning for this is that areas of brain which responsible for speech and spelling in men are significantly weaker than in women, and they tire up easier. Also, in case of brain becoming tired, it tries to retain its last electrochemical possibilities in forehead, logical reasoning part. Women retain more communication skills. This all is consequence of evolution; id est men and women try to keep active those parts of brain which were the most important in the times of harsh survival.
 
OMG! That was the funniest thing I've read in a while. I'm sitting at work LOL! The stories are just the way I would imagine Mike though. Without even seeing the "proof" with MJ's note, I would totally believe this story. Thanks for sharing.
 
http://axecollectorblog.blogspot.com/2007/...th-badness.html

My Brush With Badness

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Awwwwwwwwwwwwww. That's so cute! And I am hollaring up in herr! Very funny!
 
thanks,tscm, for sharing that story. like everyone else here, the incidents recounted sure warmed my heart! :smilerolleyes: michael leaving a note for taking something as insignificant as a pen surely tells a lot about the man's character. he is so goddam honest! there's nothing to like about this man!

and the Hanes thing? Michael must be really so embarassed asking someone to buy him undies :p it was so hilarious! :rollin:
 
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http://axecollectorblog.blogspot.com/2007/...th-badness.html

My Brush With Badness

Sunday, October 07, 2007

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.

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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.

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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.

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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 started, Michael was working with three different groups of producers, who were 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.

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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.

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awww that's a cute note.
 
cute!!!Michael is just being Michael, he is funny..thats a cute story!got to love him. its funny how he spelled "pin"..its pen..i think he probably wasn't thinking at the time.its still cute though.
 
oh yeah, i remember this. this is the best story ever!:rofl:
 
I remember reading this on MJNO:lol: That's the cutest one ever :punk: Still brings a smile to my face whenever I read it :))
 
Did this part get posted?

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Monday, November 12, 2007

More Musings on Michael...

Just a few more random stories that I didn't manage to include in my original article...

--Once, Michael asked me to run down the street to McDonalds to grab some lunch for him. This was a pretty rare request, as he usually had a personal chef come in every day to prepare his meals. Anyway, when I asked him what he wanted, he admitted that he had no idea what they served, and that he had just heard from people that the food was good there!

I ended up getting him one sample of nearly every item from the menu. He took a small bite of each, and then told me what he liked and what he didn't. If I remember correctly, he really liked their fish sandwich.

--When the title track "Dangerous" was being recorded, Michael was injured in the studio and had to be rushed to the hospital! A temporary recording booth that we had built for him collapsed and knocked him on the head just as he started singing.

He ended up being just fine, and for a long time, we used to play an early mix of the song which started with a sample of him screaming in pain as the walls came tumbling down!

--He was amazing in the studio. He has the equivalent of a photographic memory for music. He could sing something 40 different ways, and then two weeks later, remember that takes # 6 and 27 were the best ones.

--We recorded so much music for Dangerous, that it was nearly impossible for MJ to pick out what was going to end up on the album. At once point, it was going to be a double album, as he had well over two hours of music chosen for the release.

When Sony decided they wanted it all to fit on a single CD, Michael kept coming back with lists of his his "final" selections, but they almost always added up to over 74 minutes--the maximum running time for the disc. I remember them going back and forth on this for weeks.

--Madonna visited MJ in the studio exactly one time. They spent a little while in his "private" room in the back, and then she left. When I asked Micheal later about her visit, he said that she "scared" him.

I think we all speculated that she tried to make a "move" on him, but Michael never said. In any event, we never saw her again after that...

--Brooke Shields used to call him on the phone a lot. This was the pre-cell phone era, so I would usually answer his calls and then have to go find him in the studio. She was always really nice to me.

The Backstreet Boys came by one day, too. And, in the whole time I worked there, Janet only stopped by once as well.

--There were originally three production teams working in our studio. After working up about a half a dozen songs with one of them, Michael decided he didn't like any of the stuff they had come up with, and fired them. I think some of these songs eventually came out in later releases...

--When Teddy Riley was brought on board, he didn't want to work in our studio. So for three months, our studio sat empty, and my whole job consisted of driving tapes back and forth between our place and Teddy's.

--MJ was very concerned about the Gulf War. Once, he asked me if I was going to have to go fight with the Army. When I told him I was planning on staying right where I was, he said "that's good--because if you go to the war, you could die."

--Michale had some $900 remote-controlled motorcycles delivered to the studio one day. He asked me to come out to the parking lot to try them out, and when we were messing around with them, he drove his motorcycle out of the lot and into the alley, when a car came by and ran it over!

He thought that was really funny. I couldn't believe that he could laugh so much at losing a thousand-dollar toy.

--He still has my ink pin!
 
WOW! Ok I have been studying for finals literally all day w/ only one break. I just decided to go to bed now and came on here first real quick.

I am so glad you resurrected this story! It really put a huge smile on my face and made things seem much brighter than they are at the moment.


Ok, now I think I can do my finals tomorrow!

So Thank You!!!!
 
another wonderful MJ story..

i don't know that spelling is such a big deal(txt-ing and all)...and i wouldn't want him to spell it any other way,cus..it's the Michael way to spell it..lol:clapping:
 
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That's great. Thanks so much for posting that extra piece. Michael's such an interesting character. I thought the parts about Madonna sacring him was adorable, lol. The really interesting part was how Michael had such an amazing memory in the studio, being able to do dozens or takes and remember exactly which ones were the best. It's no surprise though, he's such a genius when it comes to anything related to his fields. I like this guy. He really is lucky to have spent so much time around Michael, being able to observe him and talk to him that closely. The thing about the Gulf War is also interesting, though also not surprising.
 
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