It was just a normal Thursday, which we were halfway thru the week as we couldn’t wait for the weekend. Angello and I were banging out sets as usual on Bedford when we heard the sad news. Queen on the Scene ran up on us in a frantic pace telling us that Michael Jackson was dead.
First off, if you don’t know, who Queen on the Scene is? She is a homeless woman who is a personal amateur bodyguard for celebrities as they go to the doctor’s office. She offers her services to protect the celebrity from annoying poporazzi then she gets a donation, if she doesn’t get a donation, she doesn’t hesitates to shit on the celebrity for being a tightwad. Most of the when she came up to us talking about celebrity news we normally thought she was crazy but this time she was on point. Apparently, Mr. Jackson was carted off in an ambulance in the morning for health complications but he wasn’t dead yet. I tell Queen to calm down because he wasn’t dead yet but we still had to investigate it for ourselves.
I made a couple of calls finding out that MJ was heading to UCLA Medical center. But before we head over there, I spotted Flavor Flav walking the down the street which you couldn’t miss him with his big clock necklace. We all run down the street to get Flavor as we all start taking photos and video of him. He was loving the attention, showing off his famous grille having a blast with us until Queen showed up to do her act telling Flavor the horrible news that MJ was possibly dead. Flav stopped in his tracks hugging Queen asking us if it was true or not. We tell him the story that he got rushed to the hospital but he wasn’t dead yet. But it was evident that the news really affected him like it did Queen, so we decided to go the medical center to see what was going on, taking Queen with us.
When we get there it was already a madhouse as the bad news has already spread around town that MJ was dead as all the news services showed up to UCLA to cover this event. But not also did the press caught wind of MJ’s death, his fans showed up in droves, crowding the entrance of the medical building. A lot of them holding pictures of Michael, some of them with their signs showing their love for the King of Pop. Angello and I started to take pictures and film the pain and chaos surrounding the medical center. Then head of PR of the hospital held a press conference to tell us the bad news.
“Michael Jackson has been pronounced dead on June 25, 2009, at 2:26 pm PT.”
The shit just hit the fan. People were crying and holding each other, hearing the awful news. As Angello and I, tried to get out of the press conference, pushing out way of the crowd so we could upload our photos, I noticed a large contingency of the media filming this little girl holding a Michael Jackson picture in her arms, crying after hearing the bad news. I looked around noticing that this little girl wasn’t the only one that was affected by Jackson’s passing because we all grew up on his music. It was like hearing a good friend of yours just died. It finally hit me that MJ was actually dead and I was in shock like the rest of the masses at UCLA but I still had a job to do, so we find the nearest Starbucks to upload our shit.
That Starbucks was packed with reporters trying to do the same shit we were trying to do but they had the same problem we did trying to send the most important story of the year.
The fucking internet stopped working. Like it literally stopped because of all the traffic of the Michael Jackson news. I tired to check on the latest news on MJ but my phone couldn’t pull up anything. I couldn’t even text or email anyone. The Michael news was so big that it affected the ebb of flow of the net. This was the first time I’ve ever seen that happened before but I guess I should have expected it when someone that had a lot of positive affect on billions of people around the world, would have that kind of power. People wanted to share their thoughts about the man who brought countless of joy in their lives.
We gather our things deciding we should just leave this sad scene, taking Queen back to Bedford. As we past the medical building, we could see the huge crowd of Michael’s fans huddled up together, lighting up candles for the late great Michael Jackson, holding hands as they singing his songs, as once again MJ brings us all together with his music.
Rest in Peace Michael Joseph Jackson
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I’ve said it before I’ll say it again, “Music can save you life.” It might not rescue you from a burning building or keep you warm when your freezing but it can lift your spirits up when your down. It can transport you to a place you can call home and be a refuge from pain. It motivates you to do amazing things that you didn’t think was possible. Most importantly, it is the fast way to connect to our emotions and unlock what we are feeling at that exact moment. Whether it be when we’re fucking pissed off and want to destroy everything or we’re so sad that we want to eat a gallon of ice cream. Music can put us in place of ZEN.
Pentatonix, the five-piece a cappella group that first drew television audiences during its Season 3 win on NBC’s “The Sing-Off,” has again looked toward evolution to continue its success.
Monday, Pentatonix released the latest in its “Evolution of” cover series, this time honoring the musical history of the late pop megastar Michael Jackson. The five-minute medley transitions from MJ’s younger years with the Jackson Five – “I Want You Back” and “ABC” – through “Billie Jean,” “Thriller” and “Bad,” before ending with the 1995 hit “You Are Not Alone.”
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I’ve always wondered what constitutes a happy relationship?
I know that real relationships take effort, time and commitment. A happy relationships doesn’t just happen because two people love each very much, great relationships happen because not only do two people love each other very much, they also value one another and are willing to make an investment of time and energy into building a happy relationship – day after day.
Couples in healthy and positive relationships have a fundamental understanding of the proper and appropriate expectations for a stable and long-lasting relationship. They understand that not all days will be full or passion and romance. Similarly, they understand that rough spots in a relationship may only be temporary if good communication is present to work through these times.
But is it all relative to everyone? What may work for you in your relationship, may not work in another relationship?
What are your thoughts? Are you happy in your relationship? Why are you happy and give us advice on how to keep it happy?
Here’s great song from up and coming band Daughter with their beautiful lyrics:
And if you’re still bleeding, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We’re setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this home.
And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one,
‘Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I’m forever missing him.
My first story about Kanye involves my brother and my very early days as a paparazzo. It was probably my second week in Los Angeles in the summer of 2007 when I accompanied my brother to LAX because Kanye was on the list. My brother have heard that Kanye was a dick and that it was better just to not be seen. We were waiting at the bottom of Terminal 5 at LAX (Delta flights), when my brother spotted Kanye. He made me turn around so I could hide the camera, so I never took a look at Kanye. My brother said he was accompanied by two super slutty girls and they were going to baggage (with no assistants or help).
Then I saw Chance frolicking around LAX. This is 2007 and my college roommates loved shitty reality TV (I’m looking at you Daven). I am referring to fucking Chance from the fucking reality show “I Love New York,” the spin-off of VH1’s “Flavor of Love.” For no reason I yelled, “What about Chance?!” and he responded “WHADDUP WHITE BOYYYYYYYY!”
My brother was all nervous trying to be super sneaky to take pictures of Kanye when I finally look at who he was taking pictures of. It was none other than Chance’s brother, Real. MY FUCKING BROTHER CONFUSE KANYE WEST WITH REAL! This is not the first time my brother confused celebrities, he once thought Jason Schwartzman was Justin Long and interviewed him about his Mac commercials….
Some quick research informed me that Real died earlier this year. I never got pictures of him and I am sure my brother deleted the ones he got when he thought it was Kanye.
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No matter how you feel about him (Kanye West) is one of the best producers in our generation. He has too many hits to name and his list of accolades are to great to tell. Unfortunately, he believes his own HYPE, which leads to the Kanye that people don’t like, which is the arrogant, boastful and cocky Kanye West.
He had believed in his own HYPE so much that he started to refer to himself in third person then referring to himself to the black Jesus, which I thought was funny. His hate for the media is legendary but we were dumbfounded when he decided to get married to a so-called attention grabbing celebrity, Kim Kardashian. Here’s my point no matter how much you dislike his personal life or how he acts in general, you can not take away that he is a good lyricist and a fantastic music producer.
If you are still doubting this then check out this full length movie from his Dark Twisted album.
If you still don’t think he’s good, it’s okay because one of the best thing about Kayne is that he doesn’t “Give a F*uck!”
Happy Birthday Mr. West.