michael jackson: before he was king

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Michael Jackson meets Princess Diana and Prince Charles during his Bad Tour at Wembley Stadium in London on July 16, 1988.

Jackson presented Britain’s Prince and Princess of Wales with gifts before his third sell-out concert. Princess Diana is holding one of the gifts, a Bad tour jacket. He also donated $450,000 dollars to the Prince’s Trust.

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Okay, I don’t even know where to start with this because I’m just so… baffled. If you’ve followed me for a while, you know that besides all the spooky interest I have, I’ve been a fan of Michael Jackson since I was five years old. One of my favourite things he’s made is the short film Ghosts which is co-written by Stephen King, has great choreography, and the whole thing is just aesthetic goals. A song now in the short film was originally supposed to be on the soundtrack of Addams Family Values, but got replaced in the end and wasn’t published until 1997.

But I just came across this. I have never seen this before. I had heard of the original plans for collaboration but I never knew actual footage existed. But apparently this is real, and basically an unfinished promo video. With Michael Jackson and the Addams Family. I’m so baffled but so happy at the same time?? The final short film is even better in my eyes now because it’s the Addams Family mansion all along?? I always told people this short film is extra spooky?? I love this so much, it’s two random things I love coming together??

(The finished 1997 version is here and worth a watch: https://vimeo.com/233465951)

Jay-Z backstage with the King of Pop, Michael Jackson, at Hot 97’s ‘Summer Jam’ concert in June 2001, photographed by Walik Goshorn.

At the time of his headlining performance his infamous beef with Nas was beginning to get radio traction, so when King Hov needed a little help driving home the point that he wasn’t about to relinquish his hip-hop crown anytime soon he placed a call to his friend MJ - and had him appear onstage during a break in his ‘Summer Jam’ performance.

After performing his Jackson 5–sampling hit, ‘Izzo (H.O.V.A.)’ at the end of his set, Hov announced his surprise guest. “I know Michael Jackson better come from behind that motherfuckin’ curtain,” Jay-Z said to the doubtful crowd… and then waited in anticipation for the King of Pop to emerge. “You want me to go back and get him myself?” Jay asked. “Okay, I’mma go get him.” Seconds later the two walked out and posed for photos together. In one of the pictures, Michael struck a b-boy stance with his arms folded. Jackson’s only words to the crowd were “I love you all!” before he exited the stage.

According to Memphis Bleek, Michael Jackson ordered everyone unauthorized to meet him to stand with their face to the wall when he walked through the backstage area. With Hov’s influence vouching for them the whole Roc-A-Fella Records team was able to meet the King of Pop and pay their respects.

Funny/interesting/cool MJ things

So since I’ve gotten @dahm-sub into Michael Jackson, I want to share for her and for everyone some awesome, little known things about him.

1) Michael’s favorite store was the Salvation Army. 

2) Michael personally paid for the funeral of a Chicago shooting victim

3) Michael’s daughter, Paris, is named so due to a bet he had with Kathy Hilton. “Whoever has a daughter first names her Paris.” Thus we have Paris Hilton and Paris Jackson.

4) Michael’s “second family” were the Cascios… here he is giving free advertising for their Italian restaurant.

3) In their book, “Defending a King,” Michael’s former bodyguards tell a heartwarming story of when he pulled into a vacant lot in a limousine and handed out handfuls of $100s to homeless people

4) Lisa Marie Presley (who was married to Michael in the early 90s) bragged to her friends that Michael was a freak in bed, and loved standing up, roleplay, and was even a screamer.

5) Related: the 45th President allegedly has a tape of them having sex in one of his hotels

6) Michael’s 2nd wife, Debbie Rowe, was a nurse in his dermatologist’s office, and knew him for several years before she agreed to have his kids. Despite the rumors, she publicly tweeted once that they naturally conceived their children.

7) It’s well-known to Michael’s close friends that he lost his virginity to Diana Ross in the early 80s

8) Michael’s late friend, former husband of Liza Minelli, David Gest, said he had to take care of Michael several times after he got really drunk and started throwing up everywhere

9) Michael was best friends with Ryan White, a boy famous for contracting AIDS and spearheading the movement in the 1980s. He dedicated the song and video “gone too soon” for him.

10) Corey Feldman was friends with Michael for many years and remains to be one of his biggest defenders. He publicly admitted to being sexually abused by a producer, and alleges that Hollywood is full of pedophiles, but that Michael never did anything to him. 

11) Michael was also good friends with Emmanuel Lewis of Webster fame.

12) Michael was a Jehovah’s Witness for most of his life and still went door to door during the height of Thriller, although in disguise

13) Michael loved going out in disguise because he could fool just about anyone, including his own family… this is from his brother Jermaine’s book “you are not alone”

14) Michael’s taste in women included: French women, Black/Asian biracial women, women from the Middle East, and Japanese women. The biological mother of Blanket, his 2nd son, was a nurse who was part Italian, part Mexican.

15) Michael once asked Katie Couric on a date, but she turned him down because she was dating someone else at the time

16) MICHAEL LOVED BEYONCE

17) Michael’s favorite meal was fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans, and this dish was served almost daily at the Neverland cafe

18) Michael obsessively chewed Bazooka Bubblegum, and was in fact buried with some.

19) Michael allegedly tried pot after Barry Gibbs told him it enhanced creativity

20) Michael loved reading about Eastern religion, and was good friends with Deepak Chopra

21) Michael did several commercials for Pepsi, but he never drank it. This photo is also from his brother’s book and was taken backstage at the 1984 Victory tour.

22) Although hotly debated in the fan community, here is Michael in a secret recording (called the Glenda tapes) in which he mentions to a close friend that he had anorexia

23) Michael also suffered from Discoid lupus erythematosus (DLE), which made it hard for him to heal after suffering third degree burns in 1984.

24) Michael sustained a severe back-sprain during a special concert in Munich in 1999, in which he fell 50 feet from a platform onstage. Despite being in horrible pain, he finished the concert before passing out and being rushed to the hospital.

25) Michael almost died from a stomach illness in 1995

26) Michael experienced an earthquake at his Neverland Rach in 1993, and called a friend panicking that it was the apocalypse

27) Michael is purported to have contacted medium Bonnie Vent after his death in 2009, and gave details which she verified with the help of Brooke Shields. (I’ve personally spoken to her, she’s legit)

There are some facts! Hope you enjoyed. :)

Soulmate AU

warnings: first time writing anything

pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

warnings: language, probably ooc steve

you are an only child of a single mother

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It was one in the morning and you were still up because your damn soulmate had you contemplating life. The problem was that soulmates could communicates by using their thoughts not like telepathy because the words would appear on your arm in your soulmates handwriting. For you, however, it only happened once when you first got the ability the simple words ‘Hi, I’m Steve.’ came scrawled in boyish handwriting. You got scared and remained silent.

That was your mistake. No wonder he didn’t talk to you. You thought long and hard before you felt the unmistakable feeling of something on your arms.

‘You know my arms are filled with words.

Are you okay?’

the handwriting scrawled as your mind went blank. This was it this was your chance.

‘Yeah, Steve, I’m alright.’

it wasn’t long before his handwriting came back

‘Good. I know this is kinda for communicating but call me. 8128675309*.’

you smiled slightly and reached over your bed to grab lift your receiver and dial the number after two rings Steve answered.

“Hello?” his voice rang and you nearly dropped the phone.

“S-Steve? Steve H-Harrington?” you said in utter shock. He went silent on the other end

“(Yourname)? From Science class?” he asked equally surprised you laughed breathily.

“Yeah, Harrington.” He chuckled on the other end.

“I’m coming over.” Steve said confidently

“Steve its one in th-” “Listen, I’m stealthy like a ninja besides I just technically met ya so I’m coming to see you.” and with that he hung up.

You thanked your holy stars that your mother was on a business trip. After you calmed your breathing you grabbed Michael Jacksons’ album Thriller off the shelf and put on Human Nature before grabbing a book off the shelf to read. It wasn’t ten minutes before there was a knock on your window. You jumped somehow forgetting that Steve Harrington, your soulmate, was coming. You quickly let him in and stifled a laugh as he nearly fell, grabbing your desk for support.

“See? Like a ninja.” he smiled as you noticed a rainbow band aid on his forehead.

“What happened to your forehead?” you ask

“Oh, uh, just got in a fight with Billy.” he answered absentminded you rolled your eyes.

“So Steve Harrington, King of Hawkins High, is my soulmate?” he chuckled and nodded before grabbing your hand and running his thumb over your knuckles

“I guess I am.” he smiled as you stared into his brown eyes

“ I will tell you that I am a damn good babysitter.” He smiled and you couldn’t help but laugh. You pulled him with you onto your bed and just cuddled. He played with your hair and rubbed your back until you fell asleep.

(Steve’s Pov)

I was so happy when those words started going up my arms. I could sense how frantic she was thinking about what if it was a mistake what if she didn’t have a soulmate. All the “What Ifs” but now I’m here and I’m holding her I couldn’t even find it in me to try and be smooth or wink at her or any of the stuff I’ve tried with other chicks. I smiled remembering how she asked about my band aid. I wanted to be all touch acting like it didn’t matter but she saw through me. I look at her sleeping face.  Her left cheek pressed aginst my chest as her eyes flutter behind her eyelids. I run my hand through her soft (HairColor) hair as I feel my own eyelids get tired. I should leave, but I don’t want her to wake up alone. I press a small kiss to her forehead and cuddle up to her. I decied to say one last thing as I see my words scrawl acrossed her wrist.

“Goodnight, Beautiful, I love you.”

DEAR EVERYONE!

PLEASE stop underrating Michael Jackson and his talents. I understand that everyone is not going to like him (only God knows why) or be a fan, but NEVER underrate him. I’m soooooo tired of hearing people say that all he could do was this

While he did moonwalk quite well, he was so much more than a dance move and Thriller. Michael Jackson was an amazing singer, composer, dancer, performer, actor, humanitarian, and innovator. He didn’t just take dances or music from artists before him and “redo” them. He reinvented the things that inspired him. He made them better. He made them stand out. 

Michael had some of the BEST vocals ever. Even as a child he sang with the emotion and passion of a man who had lived for years. He took the time to perfect his talents. He worked extremely hard for all of his achievements. Michael unquestionably deserved the title “King.”

So many artists today cite Michael as one of their main inspirations. I can’t even begin to fathom how people can call him irrelevant. The fact that you’re trying to blur his legacy proves his relevance. In most cases, people end up putting Michael down to try to exalt their fave. This is HIGHLY unnecessary. Firstly, if you are so comfortable with your fave’s position and think they are so talented, why are you trying to put another artist down? You obviously feel like that person is a threat. Secondly, NO ONE compares to Michael Jackson. Stop thinking that they do just because your fave is obviously inspired by him. I promise your fave can still be considered talented in the same world that MJ is considered talented without you undermining his impact.

I just can’t understand why people get so offended by others acknowledging Michael’s greatness. Every time I see someone talking about how amazing he was, there’s always someone waiting to talk about how he’s overhyped. If anything, he’s the exact opposite. As I said earlier, he is mainly credited for his dancing and performing. So many people completely ignore all the great songs he wrote with amazing messages. So many people ignore his videos (short films) that have messages just as strong as his music. So many ignore the power of his voice and how it demands your attention. Why?

People choose to ignore the fact that his “Remember the Time” short film was set in Egypt, so every person in the video was black.

People choose to ignore the fact that “They Don’t Care About Us” was basically him saying, “Black lives matter,” in the 90s.

People choose to ignore that Michael said, “It don’t matter if you’re black or white.”

So in conclusion, I’m not telling you to stan. I’m not telling you to spazz every time you see something MJ related. I’m simply asking you to not be ignorant. Resist the urge to start shit every time someone talks positively about Michael. Understand that he was one of the most talented (if not the most talented) people to ever walk this earth. You’re going to hear about him. His legacy and impact will never die simply because he will never stop inspiring artists, and he will never stop being great. Please just realize that more than one person can be talented and looked up to. You don’t have to put MJ down to make your fave look good. That’s stupid.

Have a blessed day, and stay off of my blog with that bullshit :)

SEVENTEEN on a Deserted Island

S. Coups: Makes a shelter and writes help on the sand. Eats coconuts because to scared to kill fish.

Jeonghan: Tries to make fire. Fails. Goes to sleep.

Joshua: Prays for help. Immediately Gets Saved. Writes a book about his 5 minutes stranded. Becomes a Bestseller.

Jun: Resigns himself to his fate. Grumbles in Chinese.

Hoshi: Dies

Woozi: Cries tears of happiness

Wonwoo: WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO EAT!

DK: Searches Island for a Soccer ball that he can name Wilson.

Mingyu: Finds shelter, food and fire within 10 minutes. Becomes King of the Island and lives there comfortably for the rest of his life.

The8: becomes friends with the monkeys on the island. Becomes part man, part monkey.

Seungkwan: Stands on beach and sings Survivor by Destiny’s Child for 2 weeks straight before passing out from exhaustion.

Vernon: Tries to swim away. Remember he’s Leonardo Dicaprio Jr. and Drowns.

Dino: Tries to look for mermaids. prays to Michael Jackson. Eats raw crabs.

WHERE THE PEOPLE ARE | Aquaman + Mera + Daughter!Reader

A/N: Of course, my darling, I hope it’s all right! xx
I don’t know why I added in a little reader x dick grayson, thought it would be extra ridiculous.


The king and queen of Atlantis love their daughter, but the young princess can be a handful sometimes.


“I’m not the Little Mermaid.”
Your father, his crown perched precariously atop his head, slipping from his dark locks, looked up from his trident, and his white eyes met yours. He pursed his lips and watched you thoughtfully.
“What was that, my dear?”
“I’m not the Little Mermaid,” you repeated. “I don’t want to go out on land for some dumb prince. I’m not blind from love. And I have legs, already. I can walk out without needing to sell my soul to some sea-witch.”
Arthur sighed. Tapping his trident with his long fingers, he buried his – disappointed, weary, slightly frustrated – face into his other hand; the first few times had been amusing, the next few, as a father, a little concerning, now, he was just done with your, quite frankly, ridiculous reasons to leave the ocean. “We’ve been over this, child.” As the last of the courtiers left the throne room, Arthur said, “You are not leaving the ocean.”
As your mother nodded in agreement, you raised your hand and began to count on your fingers. “I am now eighteen. I can take care of myself, if that’s what you’re worried about. I’m responsible. Remember that time father left me in charge of the royal council for a day–”
“You almost started a war,” Arthur reminded.
”And I also ended it before it began!” you reminded him in return, smiling when he began to grumble (“I had to swim halfway across the ocean to fix everything but apparently she ended it.”).
You wiggled your fingers and continued. “I want to see Star Wars with the cyborg and that nerdy quick guy. I want a tattoo of Michael Jackson–”
Arthur shook his head, “Absolutely not, young lady!”
“–the King of Pop, I won’t tell you where–”
Mera mused, “I never introduced you to his music, who on earth– ah, Barry? Wait, what was that about where you’ll put it?”
“–Diana told me I need to try ice cream, otherwise I haven’t lived. And that Dick Grayson is walking around with my first kiss.”
“I thought you said you weren’t going up for some dumb prince?” Mera had the patience to ask, but your father was visibly fuming, his mild irritation replaced by anger, not directed at you, but instead at Bruce Wayne for ever having introduced you to his young – good-looking – protege.
You scoffed softly with a little, almost nonexistent smirk. “He’s not a prince. Dumb, he may be; but he’s a vigilante.”
Your friend and companion, a baby great white, was swimming outside, and you watched her through the windows between the erected pillars; a welcome distraction from your father, whose jaw was so clenched you thought his teeth might break.
“He’s bad news,” he finally bit out, refraining from saying, if you kiss, I’ll stab him in the face.
Mera rolled her eyes. Her pretty auburn hair danced around her face, smooth in the ocean water. She leaned towards you where you sat on your throne, across her peeved husband, taking your hand in hers. “Darling, if you liked the boy so much, you should have told us– well,” she side-eyed Arthur, and corrected, “me.”
“I don’t like him.” You shrugged, adding, “He’s just hot. And I can’t very well kiss someone down here. More likely than not, it’ll end up being something, and I’m not exactly attracted to fish.”
“All right!” Your father rose, his crown falling through the water to the ocean floor. “That’s enough for today. Off with you! Back to your room, princess, in Atlantis, where you belong.”
As he ushered you off your throne and down the dais to the door on the far side of the room, you rolled your eyes at him and muttered, “Jeez, dad, fine, I get it. You don’t want me to have a life.”
Your mother rose from her throne and swam after you both. She grabbed Arthur’s arm gently and pulled him back, exchanging whispers of, “Maybe we should let her go,” and “Well, she won’t stop asking if we don’t,” later gasping out “Yes, I know she’s our darling daughter and– what, how dare you, of course I want to protect her, too, I’m her mother,” followed by “Orin Atlan-son, I might just send her up there right now just to spite you, and I’ll go with her!”
You smiled and waved from the doorway, watching with a snicker as your parents bickered, not even caring about getting out of the ocean anymore. “Goodnight, mother, father. We’ll speak of this again tomorrow.”

Why am I a Michael Jackson blog? I am a Michael Jackson blog because if it wasn’t for Michael Jackson, music wouldn’t be the way it is today. The way he was inspired by other artists, and the way others take inspiration from him, shows that pop music without him would not have been as we know it. We would not have such revolutionary dance moves like the robot, the moonwalk, or the pop and lock. I am a Michael Jackson blog because Michael was the greatest African American philanthropist in the world. He gave millions to children across the globe for their health and safety. He brough ill children to his amusement park so they could forget their pain and suffering. He gave his children the most normal life they could ever have; the life he never experienced. He sacrificed every aspect of his life for their happiness, love, and respect for others. I am a Michael Jackson blog because he put his fans before himself. He gave them his all and his best always. When no one was there for him, his fans were. His fans know the truth, the whole truth, and it is our mission to show society the greatest philanthropist, father, author, singer, actor, brother, dancer the world has ever known. It’s the least we can do for the King of Pop himself.

@blinkingcavalries drew this and I love it
The origin is that I asked for someone to draw Steven and Connie kissing, while Michael jumped in the background of the picture as if he was celebrating it.
The irony is that he jumps like that before the song “Jam”.
And they’re the Jam Buds.
hee hee.

25 "Not So Well Known" Facts about Michael Jackson
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>1:</b> Michael Jackson's favourite animated character was Pinocchio<p/><b>2:</b> When he was a child his favourite books included Rip Van Winkle and The Old Man and the Sea<p/><b>3:</b> Michael Jackson was very ticklish<p/><b>4:</b> Saint Vincent, an island in the Caribbean, once issued Michael Jackson stamps<p/><b>5:</b> The singer once owned a boa constrictor called “Muscles”<p/><b>6:</b> As a youngster he used to put spiders in sister La Toyah’s bed<p/><b>7:</b> He played a scarecrow in The Wiz, a movie version of the Wizard of Oz<p/><b>8:</b> He has two stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame (one for himself and one as part of the Jackson Five)<p/><b>9:</b> Quincy Jones nicknamed him “smelly” – a slang term similar to “funky”<p/><b>10:</b> Jackson described his own voice on early Jackson 5 records as “like Minnie Mouse<p/></p><p/><b>11:</b> He had two llamas called Louis and Lola<p/><b>12:</b> Thriller spent 37 weeks at number one in the US Billboard chart.<p/><b>13:</b> In 1984 he won eight Grammys – the highest amount ever won by one person in a single year<p/></p><p/><b>14:</b> Billie Jean was the first video by a black artist to air on MTV.<p/><b>15:</b> Jackson owns the rights to the South Carolina State Anthem, South Carolina on My Mind.<p/><b>16:</b> He has waxworks in five Madame Tussauds museums across the world. Only Elvis Presley and Madonna have more.<p/><b>17:</b> He has sold more than 1 billion records worldwide<p/><b>18:</b> His favourite superhero is Morph from X-Men<p/><b>19:</b> He had a pet ram called Mr Tibbs<p/><b>20:</b> Jackson regularly wore a black armband to remind people of children suffering around the world.<p/><b>21:</b> The moonwalk was picked up from street dancers<p/></p><p/></p><p/><b>22:</b> A library once accused the singer of owing $1 million in overdue book fines<p/><b>23:</b> Jackson was a vegetarian<p/></p><p/><b>24:</b> MC Hammer once challenged Jackson to a dance off<p/><b>25:</b> Michael often drank Ricola dissolved in hot water before shows<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

harper’s bazaar ♡ december ‘12 issue
translation by: thatcoolcatmeow (text ver.)

it was the day after it rained. the air held bleak moisture to the extent that the thickness of the coat that i wrote doubled compared to the day before. if i were to compare an atmosphere phenomenon to a person then that day was just close to a weather that was very “jonghyun”-like. according to his expression, who liked these kind of days, it was “dark blue weather with a little hint of depression.

a slim guy with vetements hoodie on came striding into the third basement studio that was dark like the middle of the night even during the daytime. if you roll up the black piece of clothing that was covering his small frame, stocky arm muscles that cannot be predicted just by his tiny face and silhouette appear. he looks like as if he is a boxer just about to step into the ring. the place that he will step into after a month is the stage. he will have a solo concert in seoul (3rd / 4th) and busan (17th / 18th) in december. not long ago, he posted a short message on twitter that made people strangely curious: “it’s a concert for (those) over fifteen. do. you. know. why.” he attached a photo of his muscular upper body just above that mentioned saying: “concert vcr all completed! now preparing the performance more productively.

i lost body fat and gained more weight than last time. i should say that my tension is fully high as i’ve exercised so hard? i hope the audience leaves feeling physically drained after the concert just like i am. feeling dumbfounded thinking: "oh my”.“ (laughs) unpredictable things such as: fantastical character, splendid stage settings and sexual elements are planned to take place in the korea university hwajung stadium.

jonghyun is commonly acknowledged as a workaholic. to rapidly recite his schedule of the day of this shooting: he came straight to the studio when (he) returned to incheon airport after completing a schedule in japan the day before, then he received an applause from the staff and gained a nickname of ”the king of poses“ as he changed into seven outfits with a spark, having slept on a few hours. not only did he hum and move with the rhythm when a michael jackson song came on that the photographer selected as background music for the shooting, but he also looked shy covering his mouth when he had to make christmas greetings to the camera midst of a silence. what is this guy?

aggressive and intense character tends to come out only when i’m on stage. i live much more quietly in daily life. i think i got from one extreme to another. while there’s a side of me that gives off a penetrating energy like a workaholic, there’s also a pessimistic energy inside of me, too. i think those two sides come and go in a day.

the former side seemed to be expressed very shortly, like a flame, while the latter, the calm and quiet time, seemed to be much longer and more important to him. it’s because he needs a long time to think. ”do you know why a giraffe is called a giraffe?“ i, who has never questioned about the three letters of my name, could only give a rote answer of: ”because it’s neck is long?“ (*) (the answer is that it’s called a giraffe because it looks like another animal named giraffe that exists in legend.) i think i will giggle when i see that animal of a legend on a beer can for awhile now. ”i really like these kind of things (laughs) i have a lot of curiosity about why a certain word is made that way. name is like a promise between people, right? the process of finding the root of a word is interesting.“ where did the existence of jonghyun start and become the name he has now to people?

idol, singer-songwriter, producer, radio dj, and a ”writing guy“, jonghyun, who published a novel, skeleton flower: things that have been set free. he bravely dropped out of high school firmed in his belief, entered into music school having found his career path very early, and in his walk of working as a member of shinee, and as an individual musician named jonghyun, there has always been an ”act of writing“. jonghyun looked like a person who has a storytelling as his second nature. his songwriting work, that takes place in the order of: creating the title → writing the lyrics → composing, usually starts on a memo in his phone. we asked what the most recent thing he wrote on it was. he replied, pressing a button saying: ”shall we have a look right now?“ and calmly read the lyrics that we could perhaps listen to as a song one day. ”there’s an app called “sseum” (**) it gives you a topic to write about every day and, when you write something according to that, you can share it with other people. for example, you are given random words or phrases like: “sleep talk”, “a vain attempt”. i have been writing continuously recently these days with a concept. i become a person that misses someone and writes with that heart.

it’s not only text that gives inspiration for him to write songs, but there’s also the power of sounds. he listens attentively to voices of other sings like: kim ye rim, iu, son dam bi, lee hi, etc., occasionally played a role as a producer while working for their song, and raised favorable reviews to these days for an indie musician called oohyo.

i cannot read and listen at the same time. when i hear music, i sing along to it at first and then i listen focusing on the story of the lyrics or the title. i think sight and hearing cannot coexist. so, sometimes, i put on candles too. i like the scent of musk and wood. i’m not sensitive about other things, but i’m a little sensitive about scents. i remember well about the scent of a certain space of a person.“ it was evident that his attachment to scent was clear as he’s been using hermes’ voyage perfume for nearly seven years now. the reason why he neatly piles body lotion, oils, mist and hair perfume on his body is also because: ”i have to have my favorite scent. people know even when i’m not there when i get on and off from the company’s elevator. “jonghyun came?” (laughs)“ what scent did jonghyun match with his solo album that he has worked (with) so far? ”i think it would be good to light up a wood scent for the collection album and a sexy scent that carries the color red for my mini album.

i had a strange emotion while typing out the file that recorded my conversation with jonghyun. his voice is actually the voice that i’ve heard like the second hand of a clock ever since the winter of 2014; during that time when it crossed over from midnight to dawn. radio is like a habit to me. it is done unconciously and repeatedly. i think i have recognized that the end of the day has come being absentminded on a window seat or a bus or in a room through his voice.

he recently celebrated the 1000th day on mbc radio, blue night with jonghyun, that he has been hosting as a dj. near the end of the radio, jonghyun burst into tears after holding back for a long time. jonghyun couldn’t continue speaking in the midst of listeners’ short messages that (he) said they have been happy and felt warm. ”i don’t really celebrate anniversaries. on that day, i felt calm thinking: “wow, time really flies but, nonetheless, i’ve been doing it for a longer time than i expected when i first stated”, but i think i was moved when i received the events and messages sent by the listeners. sometimes i feel a sense of destiny when the numbers keep increasing as the intersection between the daily life of people and my daily life are created by chance. i tend to believe in destiny. (laughs) in some ways, i like a different life than normal people so there are many things that i learn by listening to stories of various people. the biggest change that i earned through the radio is being able to encounter the lives that i have not experienced at a close distance.

jonghyun said his first turning point (in life) was when he decided music as a career, the second was making his first album, and the third was ”when i started the radio“ jonghyun’s collection, story. op. 1, an album that gathered the outputs of the songs he personally made based on listeners’ stories, is left as his filmography. perhaps it was a unique attempt in the history of albums in korea.

at this point, when we are heading to the end of 2016, jonghyun is making his last spurt. ”i’m at a state when i’m physically and mentally having a difficult time. i think i will need to take a little rest when the concert is finished. i’m thinking i should reduce the amount of work i do for the sake of my body and mental health.“ i asked him where he would be on a scale of one to ten about his state, and he popped a story about the character rock lee from the cartoon naruto. ”it’s a character that gets strong by opening the chakra on his body. i think he has eight gates on his body, and he gets strong as he opens each of them. but, a secret weapon is always followed by the poison. when rock lee opens a certain number of gates that exceeds his limit, he cannot move for a few days or falls into a coma. i think i’ve reached a state just like that right now? (laughs)

translator’s notes
(*) the pronunciation of ”giraffe“ in korea is similar to the word for ”long
(**) ”sseum“ means ”write“ in korean.

~ Pasadena, California, Superbowl halftime show, 31st January 1993 ~

For a month they got nowhere. (The NFL’s Jim) Steeg sat down with the King of Pop’s manager, Sandy Gallin, 11 months before Super Bowl XXVII. “I remember pitching them,” he says, “and them not really having a clue what we were talking about.” At a subsequent meeting, producer Don Mischer pointed out that the Super Bowl would be broadcast in more than 120 countries. Now he had Jackson’s full attention.

Steeg recalls Jackson saying, “So you’re telling me that this show is going live to all those places where I’ll never do a concert?” A pause. “I’m in.”

“Michael worked harder than anybody [who’s done the halftime show], before or since,” says Steeg, who remembers seeing Jackson still rehearsing his act at seven the night before the game, in a tent outside the Rose Bowl.

And it showed. Jackson, rocking a bandolier-draped frock coat on loan, apparently, from Muammar Gaddafi, was sensational. The final moments of that show were the most viewed in the history of television at the time.