..das Buch der "Bodyguards ist jetzt erschienen..vorerst in den USA..
With Bill Whitfield And Javon Beard "remember The Time: Protecting Michael Jackson In His Final Days"
http://www.amazon.de/Remember-Time-Prote…n/dp/1602862508
...die beiden Bodyguards stellten sich den Fragen der MJJCommunity
http://www.mjjcommunity.com/fo…-MJ?p=4016465#post4016465
Das Buch erscheint am 3. Juni 2014 in den USA,...
^Das ebook gibt es auch in Deutschland seit heute.
The King of Pop in Exile
Michael Jackson’s personal security guards describe his final days.
(*auszug aus dem buch der bodyguards 
)
This article is adapted from Remember the Time: Protecting Michael Jackson in His Final Days, by Bill Whitfield and Javon Beard, with Tanner Colby.
On Dec. 22, 2006, Michael Jackson’s private jet touched down at McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas. Eighteen months earlier, Jackson had fled his native country, taking his three children and going into self-imposed exile, trying to escape the swarm of tabloid media coverage that had attended his 2005 trial on charges of child molestation. The trial exonerated Jackson of any wrongdoing, but he’d been devastated by the ordeal nonetheless—financially, physically, and emotionally—and hoped to find peace living overseas, first in the Middle Eastern kingdom of Bahrain and later in Ireland.
The singer likely would have stayed abroad for good, but mounting legal and financial problems forced him to return to the U.S., where an offer to perform as a headliner at a Vegas casino promised a steady income and a stable home for his family. World famous since the age of 10, Jackson had always relied on a personal security detail shadowing his every move, and upon his arrival in Vegas, the singer decided to replace the team that had served him overseas. The two men he hired for the new detail were Bill Whitfield, who’d previously served as head of security for Sean “P.Diddy” Combs, and Javon Beard, a trusted family member of one of Jackson’s associates.
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For the next 2½ years, Whitfield and Beard worked as Jackson’s personal security team, stationed at his side almost 24 hours a day, often serving as the only gatekeepers between the outside world and the increasingly isolated King of Pop. In that time, they came to know a quiet man and a loving father very different from the figure depicted in the tabloids, and they were given a front-row seat for the unending parade of problems that had driven Jackson to live a life of seclusion behind the gates of his Las Vegas mansion.
Bill Whitfield and Javon Beard, co-authors of Remember the Time.Photo by Trent Black Photography.
Bill Whitfield: Prior to working for Mr. Jackson, my main job had always been handling external threats—stalkers, the paparazzi. That type of stuff I knew how to deal with. But what Mr. Jackson was really paranoid about, the thing he felt he needed most from us, was protection from the people who were already in his life. He wanted us there so he could hide his movements from his own lawyers and managers. He wanted us there to be a buffer between him and his own family. No one in his family was allowed past the front gate without advance notice, with the exception of Mrs. Jackson, his mother. If she showed up, we’d open up the gate and she’d go right on into the house. She could come unannounced. Everyone else needed an appointment, and that was a very delicate situation to handle.
We had fans that did drive-bys all the time. They’d come, circle the block, stop, look around, drive off. On this one particular day, would have been in early February, we saw a burgundy PT Cruiser going back and forth in front of the house. It had tinted windows, so we couldn’t see who it was. This car circled the block maybe four times and drove off. The next day, the same PT Cruiser came and pulled right up to the gate. Javon stayed in the trailer to watch the monitors. I went down to the gate to see what was what.
I got down there, and Mr. Jackson’s father, Joe Jackson, was getting out of the car. I stuck my hand through the gate to shake his and said, “How you doing, Mr. Jackson?”
He wouldn’t shake my hand. He just eyed me and said, “You’re probably one of those putting needles in my son’s arm.” I didn’t respond. He said, “I’m here to see Michael.”
I said, “OK,” left him there, and went back to the house to get Mr. Jackson. He was in his room, listening to music very loud. I knocked on the door and he came out, and I said, “Sir, your father’s outside.”
He said, “Does he have an appointment? Is he on the calendar?”
“I don’t believe so, sir.”
“No, no, no. I’m working. I cannot be disturbed when I’m being creative. Tell him he has to come back and make an appointment.”
I walked back out to the gate, thinking, Damn, I’ve got to go tell this man that he needs an appointment? To see his son? Uh-uh. I wasn’t doing that. I was gonna have to ad lib this one. I went down to the gate and told him that Mr. Jackson was busy, but if he came back tomorrow, I’d make sure to let his son know he wanted to visit. Then I held out my business card for him. He wouldn’t take it. He just went off on me. “I don’t need your damn number! If it wasn’t for me, none of you bastards would have a job! I’m the one started this shit!”
Once he started rapping all that? Our conversation was over. I walked off. He just stood there on the sidewalk, yelling at nobody in particular. Eventually he got in his little car and left. At that point, I started to wonder what kind of situation we’d walked into. I hadn’t signed up for this part, getting involved with family.
Javon Beard: Mr. Jackson and Elizabeth Taylor were old friends, and she was having a 75th birthday party at a resort out at Lake Las Vegas, this big, red-carpet affair. Her people had heard that Mr. Jackson was living here now, and they reached out to his manager to ask if he would attend. Of course Mr. Jackson wanted to go. So about two weeks out from the event, word came down to us, and things started to gear up.
First thing Mr. Jackson did was call Roberto Cavalli, the designer, to create a custom outfit for him for the party. Cavalli took an emergency flight out here. We picked him up from the MGM Grand, brought him to the house, and he and Mr. Jackson started designing this whole new thing for him just for the party.
Mr. Jackson was obsessing over every detail. He flew his hair-stylist and his makeup artist in too. Once we saw that? We knew he was really taking this seriously. We’d been working for him for over a month, and this was the first detail where he said, “Make sure you have on new suits.” Not just suits, new suits. “Clean the cars. Wax the cars. Make sure your shoes are shined like mirrors.” He never did that kind of thing before. This was the first time we’d be stepping out in public, where we knew that the paparazzi and the press were going to be there. So every day, Mr. Jackson was like, “You guys have to look great. I want everybody to look great.”
Whitfield: We hit the mall a few times, slipping in and out in disguises. Went to Tiffany’s, to Hallmark. He picked out some gifts, a birthday card. We’d hear him talking in the car about how amped he was. We were getting excited just being around him. It was the first time we’d really seen him like this.
Day of the party, he was in good spirits all day long. It was infectious. It spread to everybody in the house. “Hey, Mr. Jackson’s in a good mood!” Everybody was pumped. The whole atmosphere of the place changed. The security team, we were checking each other out, making sure we were all set. Suits pressed. Shoes shined. Even our weapons were polished. Shit, we looked good.
Beard: We were getting ready to walk out on the red carpet with Michael Jackson. It was surreal to us. We’re security, but we’re fans too. How could you not be? We were escorting the King of Pop to Elizabeth Taylor’s birthday party. This was top of the line. A-list.
Whitfield: We were ready to roll out, the cars were in the driveway, all set to go, and Mr. Jackson was taking forever to get ready. While we waited, I left to go and gas up one of the vehicles. I came back and they opened the gate for me and I pulled in on the right-hand side of the circular driveway. The gate was closing behind me. I was getting out of the car and the gate was just a couple feet from closing when all of a sudden—BAM!—there was this loud crash. I turned around to see this gray Mercedes SUV come smashing full speed into the gate. It started to wobble back open, like a garage door does when it can’t close. The Mercedes punched forward, scraping through the opening, and then it raced up the left side of the driveway. I was thinking this was some deranged person about to crash his car into the house. I pulled out my weapon and ran toward the car.
Beard: I was in the garage, waiting to lock up behind Mr. Jackson, who was on his way down. I heard the crash and looked up and saw Bill pull out his joint. The boss was coming through the garage door at that same moment. I screamed, “Mr. Jackson! No!” I grabbed him and pushed him back into the house and locked him inside. He was all freaked out, going, “What’s happening? Is everything okay?”
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Whitfield: Everything felt like it was moving at super speed and in slow motion at the same time. The Mercedes came screeching to a halt right in front of the main door. I came between it and the house, drew my pistol and took aim at the driver. I had the laser sight right on his chest and the only thing running through my mind was, Whoever this is, they’re about to get shot.
The driver ducked down and out the corner of my eye I saw this woman in the passenger seat. That threw me. I wasn’t expecting to see a woman. Then the driver lifted his head up and I saw who it was and I froze. Holy shit, I thought. That’s his brother. That’s Randy Jackson. I was only a split second away from pulling the trigger. All I could think about was the madness that would have broken loose if I’d taken that shot. I could see the headlines: Michael Jackson’s Brother Shot by King of Pop’s Bodyguards.
Randy cracked his window open and yelled, “Get that gun out my face before I call the press.”
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The press? That was the last thing the boss needed. I went up to the window and said, “Mr. Jackson, you can’t be doin’ this.”
“I’m here to see my brother,” he said.
“Not like this, you’re not. I’d appreciate it if you’d go back outside the gate. Go back outside, and I’ll inform Mr. Jackson that you’re here.”
“I ain’t moving until I see my brother!”
Beard: He started screaming, cussing his brains out, rapping all this stuff about money he’s owed and how he’s not leaving without it.
Whitfield: I left Javon and the others to watch Randy and went in the house to talk to Mr. Jackson. “Your brother Randy’s crashed the gate,” I told him. “He says he’s here to see you about some financial matters, and he won’t leave until he talks to you.”
Mr. Jackson raised his eyebrows for a moment. Then he winced and looked away. “Get rid of him,” he said.
I went back down to try to talk to Randy again. He wouldn’t move.
Beard: I had the idea to block Randy in with one of the trucks, bring the boss out through the side entrance, hop into a different car, and then slip away. But Mr. Jackson shot it down. He said, “He’ll just find out how to follow us to Liz’s party and cause a huge scene; she doesn’t deserve that.”
Whitfield: After about 30 more minutes, I went in the house and told Mr. Jackson again that Randy wasn’t leaving. Mr. Jackson sat there for a moment, then he let out a sigh and said, “OK. I’m just going to go to bed.”
He went upstairs, closed the door, and didn’t come back out.
Beard: That killed us. We were devastated, for Mr. Jackson and for ourselves. I was proud to work for him, and I wanted the chance to do that in public, to show people I worked for Michael Jackson. We had brand-new suits; we were very excited. Elizabeth Taylor’s birthday party? Are you kiddin’ me?! I’m just a normal guy. It was just human nature for us to be excited.
And Mr. Jackson? He’d been making plans for two weeks. This was so important to him. So for him to write it off and go to bed? That was a moment that let us know, okay, this family has some real power over him. It threw off his whole night.
After that, Mr. Jackson didn’t leave the house for three days. We didn’t hear from him. No phone calls, no communication, nothing. He just shut down.
Whitfield: A couple of weeks later, the whole family showed up—all of them. Around midnight, we walked out to the front and saw a bunch of people standing outside the gate. There were a whole lot of familiar faces. Looked like everybody except Randy and Marlon. For a minute it was like I was looking at some kind of Jackson reunion special.
Beard: They all had on hats and sunglasses. It was very incognito, this big family of famous people standing out on the sidewalk in the middle of the night, and quiet all around.
Whitfield: I walked up to the gate, asked them what their business was this time of night. They said, “We heard our brother’s sick. We came to make sure he’s OK.”
I told them I hadn’t seen any signs that Mr. Jackson wasn’t okay. They told me they wanted to see for themselves and weren’t leaving until they did. So now I was in a jam. We had strict instructions from Mr. Jackson not to bother him, but at the same time we couldn’t just leave the entire Jackson family standing in the street at 1 a.m. without it turning into a scene, which Mr. Jackson also wouldn’t want.
I told them to hold on. I went back to the house, rang the doorbell. When Mr. Jackson came to the door, I said, “Sir, your family is out front, and they insist on seeing you.”
He was not happy. He was pissed, and I could tell he was pissed at me for not handling the situation myself. I said, “They heard you were sick and they want to know if you’re okay.”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he said. “Tell them I’m fine.”
“Sir, they’re not leaving until they see you.”
He went quiet for a moment, then said, “OK, I’ll meet with them. But I don’t want them in the house.”
“I can bring them over to the security trailer. You can talk to them in there.”
“Fine. But I’ll only speak to my brothers.”
Then he asked if Randy was there. I said I didn’t see him. “Good,” he said. “I don’t want to see Randy.”
I went back to the gate and said, “Mr. Jackson just wants to see his brothers.”
This voice from the back said, “What about me?”
At first I couldn’t see who it was. Then I realized it was Janet.
“Sorry, ma’am. He said only his brothers.” She was not happy about that.
The brothers came in. I escorted them over to the trailer, and they stepped inside. Then I called Mr. Jackson and he came down and joined them. They closed the door and talked for about 20 minutes. Mr. Jackson came out first. Walked straight into the house. Didn’t say anything. The brothers came out, walked to the gate, and that was it. What they talked about, I don’t know.
Beard: They’d come because of a rumor they’d heard that their brother was sick, but Mr. Jackson wasn’t sick. The kids were. Back in January, they’d all come down with colds. Arrangements were made to see a private doctor at his office one evening, after regular hours. The receptionist in that office leaked the story that Michael Jackson had come in, and the family had heard about it. It seemed suspicious to them. They heard he was seen going to a doctor’s office in the middle of the night, and they wanted to make sure he was okay.
Whitfield: That was the difficulty of being Michael Jackson and trying to move around in the world. Just to take his kids to the doctor required days of planning and advance work. You’d use every precaution, and all it took was 15 seconds walking past the wrong person, some nosy receptionist, and all of a sudden you’ve got this rumor circulating.
Paris didn’t get better. Her cold wouldn’t go away, and Mr. Jackson was worried she was coming down with the flu. We couldn’t go to the emergency room, and Mr. Jackson didn’t trust going back to some strange office. He wanted a doctor who would come to the house. So the word was put out there to find a private physician who made house calls. I was given a name and told when to expect him.
On the scheduled night, this silver BMW 745i pulled up to the driveway and a tall, slender gentleman stepped out. He was wearing light blue medical scrubs. He walked up to the gate and introduced himself. “I’m Dr. Conrad Murray,” he said. “I’m here for a visit.”
I told him he was expected, opened the gate, and directed him as to where he could pull his vehicle in. He drove in, parked, and got out.
I had a confidentiality form waiting. Before I pulled it out, I asked him if he knew who he was here to see. He said no. I told him he’d need to sign the agreement before I could allow him to go inside. He said sure. I pulled it out, and he glanced at the heading on the document and saw the name Michael Jackson. His eyebrows raised up and he gave me this look, like, Are you serious?
I gave him a nod. He signed his name. We walked to the front of the house, and I rang the bell and we waited. I could see the silhouette of Mr. Jackson through the glass as he came over toward us. He opened the door, and I said, “Mr. Jackson, this is Dr. Murray. Dr. Murray, this is Mr. Jackson.”
Excerpted from Remember the Time: Protecting Michael Jackson in His Final Days
by Bill Whitefield and Javon Beard with Tanner Colby.
Available from Weinstein Books, a member of The Perseus Books Group. Copyright © 2014.
Finde das sehr spannend und auch traurig zu lesen von den Bodyguards. Habe keinen Grund an diesen Schilderungen zu zweifeln.
Allein schon Randy und das Tor. Und der Bodyguard schon kurz vor dem Abzug drücken bei Randy, hätte ja sonstwer sein können, der MJ oder den Kindern was antun wollte... woher sollte der Bodyguard das aber wissen. 
Wer braucht schon Feinde mit so einer Verwandtschaft 
(Einzelne Situationen wo jemand wirklich "helfen" wollte mal ausgeschlossen)
Michael Jackson, Inc. von Zack Greenburg:
Buch des Monats bei Amazon 
http://www.amazon.com/b/ref=s9…8003242&pf_rd_i=390919011
We have received the following open letter to the fans from Bill
Whitfield and Javon Beard, the bodyguards behind the new book ‘Remember
The Time’, which was released last week:
Dear MJFam:
It has been a week since our new book, Remember the Time: Protecting
Michael Jackson in His Final Days, went on sale. Since we hit stores,
the response we’ve received from fans has been overwhelmingly positive.
But there are a few questions and concerns circulating around that we’d
like to address directly.
Fans on Twitter and Facebook have had a lot of questions about Why we did the book, how we handled ethical concerns about Mr. Jackson’s privacy, Why
we didn’t take any money up front for writing the book, and so on.
We’ve already addressed most of these in the in-depth Q&As published
on the MJJ Community fan site and the Michael and the Truth blog, so we
won’t repeat the answers here. What we would like to speak on is the
reaction some fans have had based on that’s being said about the book in
the tabloid media.
Yes, the tabloids have taken things from the book out of context and
blown them up to make Mr. Jackson look “crazy.” Nobody should be
surprised about that. And trust us, we’re more upset about it than you
are. Our publishers have complained to the newspaper editors,
repeatedly. One London tabloid had to be threatened with legal action to
stop a story that deliberately distorted our words to the point of
being libelous. That one article we were able to kill, but as Mr.
Jackson knew all too well, there is only so much you can do to shut the
tabloids up. The media will twist and sensationalize. They always do.
Which is Why we put our story in a book so that fans could go around the media and get the truth firsthand.
Our only motivation in doing this project was to give the world an
honest, sincere, and respectful portrait of Mr. Jackson as a man and as a
father. Still, some in the fan community have been tweeting and writing
us with complaints based on the distortions in the media, not on what’s
actually written in the book. The ultimate irony of all of this is that
Michael Jackson’s fans are paying attention to what’s being said about
Michael Jackson in the tabloids, even though you’re the ones who know
that you shouldn’t pay any attention to anything the tabloids say about
Michael Jackson.
All we are asking is that you judge the book on its merits, that you
judge our motivation and our integrity based on what we have produced.
You shouldn’t form a decision based on what the media is saying—and you
shouldn’t just listen to us, either. (Obviously, we’re a little biased.)
There is only one group you should be paying attention to: the fans who
have actually read the book. They know the truth.
We’ve started going through all the fan reviews we’ve received via
email, Twitter, Goodreads, and Amazon, and we’ve compiled the best of
them on our website for you to peruse. We even reached out to a few of
these readers and asked them to submit video testimonials discussing
their reactions to the book in greater detail. Three of the videos have
been posted so far. More will be go up in the days ahead. They are
wonderful and informative to watch.
Right now, as you’ll see, the response from fans has been incredibly
supportive. But we do welcome all opinion and thoughtful debate—positive
and negative, celebratory and critical—as long as that opinion is based
on knowledge about what is actually printed inside the
book. For his entire life, Michael Jackson was plagued by people who
rushed to judgement without taking the time to learn the facts and make
informed decisions. We don’t need to be doing the same thing to each
other.
We don’t expect every person on Earth to love the book or agree with
everything we’re doing, and we understand the healthy skepticism that
many in the fan community have. You were MJ’s most passionate protectors
in life, and you’ve continued that role since his passing. We respect
that. All we ask is that you read what other fans have to say, watch
their testimonials, and then make up your own mind.
Many thanks and God bless,
Bill Whitfield & Javon Beard
Ich möchte hier nochmals auf das Buch "King of Style" aufmerksam machen, da ich es nun auch endlich besitze und gelesen habe.
Es ist wirklich super. In den Beschreibungen und Fotos der Kostüme sieht man gleich MJ beim jeweiligen Auftritt vor sich, erfährt viel über MJs Denkweise im Kostüm-Bereich und viele Geschichten/Scherze die Bush mit MJ erlebte.
Auch von der neueren Zeit welche mich am meisten interessiert ist einiges dabei:
Man erfährt z. B. von gecancelten Nummern wie Thriller 30th Anniversary in schwarzer Thriller Jacke, Dangerous +History Tour bis hin zu TII, wo Bush eigentlich die Aufgabe hatte nur bestimmte Kostüme zu designen (nämlich Background Tänzer wusste ich doch warum mir diese so gefallen, grünes IJCSLY Outfit was je nach Blickwinkel/Licht die Farbe ändert, entflammbares Beat it Kostüm,...). Bush machte sich auch sorgen um die Kostüme welche die "Hauptdesigner" machten, da sich laut ihm abzeichnete dass sie nicht funktional und zu umständlich/schwer waren. Laut ihm hat MJ ihn daher durch die Blume beauftragt, für jede Nummer ein Ersatzkostüm zu machen, Zeitfenster zur Realisierung: 2 Wochen. Daher erstellte er und Dennis nicht nur neue Kostüme, sondern sie haben auch alte Entwürfe überarbeitet.
Und schliesslich bis hin zu seinem letzten Kostüm 
Wers also noch nicht gelesen hat, unbedingt nachholen Man gewinnt dadurch einen zusätzlichen Aspekt der Bewunderung für MJ, da man solche Details sonst gar nicht so bewusst wahrnimmt.
^ ...hab das schon zweimal durch ... und stimme dir vorbehaltlos zu :
LESEN !
..zum "bodyguard" offenem Brief
ZitatAlles anzeigenWe’ve started going through all the fan reviews we’ve received via
email, Twitter, Goodreads, and Amazon, and we’ve compiled the best of
them on our website for you to peruse. We even reached out to a few of
these readers and asked them to submit video testimonials discussing
their reactions to the book in greater detail. Three of the videos have
been posted so far. More will be go up in the days ahead. They are
wonderful and informative to watch.
..hier der link zur Webseite:
...Meinung der beiden Bodyguards Bill Whitfield and Javon Beard
http://www.pastemagazine.com/articles/20…out-xscape.html
What Michael Jackson Would Have Felt About Xscape
By Bill Whitfield and Javon Beard
June 13, 2014 | 4:06pm
What Michael Jackson Would Have Felt About Xscape
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Michael Jackson’s bodyguards Bill Whitfield and Javon Beard imagine how
the King of Pop would have reacted to a remixed album of unreleased
tracks.
Ever since Michael Jackson died, there have been many arguments over how
his estate has handled his musical legacy. The latest one erupted last
month with the release of Xscape,
the album of Michael Jackson’s unfinished demos, updated and polished
by LA Reid, Timbaland, Rodney Jerkins and others. Last week, we even got
a hologram of Mr. Jackson, singing and dancing from beyond the grave.
Some fans are overjoyed just to have his music back in the spotlight.
Others are calling it a terrible violation of what Jackson would have
wanted if he were alive.
In the studio, Jackson was a perfectionist, carefully obsessing over
every detail of his songs before releasing them to the public, and it
was well-established in his lifetime that he didn’t like his record
label remixing and changing his music. But whenever you’re dealing with
the legacy of a great artist, things are going to get complicated.
Having worked as Mr. Jackson’s personal security team for two-and-a-half
years, spending days and weeks at his side, going to and from the
recording studio and listening to him work at home, we feel we can offer
some unique insight on how he might feel about this album and the
controversy it’s created.
We were with Mr. Jackson during the time he was working on the remixes for the 25th anniversary release of Thriller.
Those remixes were Sony’s idea, not his. We’d hear him on the phone all
the time, arguing with his manager about not wanting to do them.
Whenever the subject of the remixes came up, he’d say, “There are some
things you should never touch.” We must have heard him say it a dozen
times. As far as he was concerned, that album was perfect. You don’t go
back and add hip-hop beats to Thriller.
It’s a classic, and you don’t touch it. But Sony told him he had to.
They told him he had to get in the studio and do these remixes to make
himself new and hip again.
We first started taking him to the studio to do work on the tracks
around February of 2007, and from there the process just dragged on
forever. At that point, the anniversary of the release date was ten
months off, in November. That came and went, and the album still wasn’t
done. He kept putting it off and putting it off and the remixes kept
taking longer and longer to finish. All sorts of stuff had been planned,
TV specials, appearances—none of it happened. He wasn’t cool with it.
By January of 2008, Jackson was living at the Palms resort in Las Vegas,
using the recording studio there. One of us was with him in the studio
nearly 24/7 while he worked, trying to catch up and finish these songs
he was contractually obligated to do, but that he didn’t want to do. He
wasn’t going in there with enthusiasm. You could tell that. Once the
album came out there was all this hype in the media, but inside his camp
it barely registered. He never talked about it like it was a big deal.
We heard more excitement in his voice talking about going to the movies
than we ever heard when he was talking about Thriller 25.
So, yes, he hated remixes. But we saw another side of Jackson, too.
There was one night when we were staying at the Palms, at the same time
he was working on these remixes for Thriller
25. He told us he wanted to go to the club downstairs. He didn’t want
to make an appearance; he just wanted to hang out and do some people
watching. This club had a VIP balcony that overlooked the crowd, so we
set it up for him to go down there. We were in the club for maybe two to
three minutes when all of sudden the deejay started playing one of his
songs; they were mixing it, cutting it together with a bunch of other
tunes. Mr. Jackson was bopping his head along to it, and he said, “Wow, I
didn’t know that they still played my music.”
We were like, “What?!” We told him, “Sir, they still play your music all the time. In bars, clubs, everywhere.”
He said, “Really?”
He seemed surprised. He’d been out of the spotlight and beaten up by the
tabloids for so long at that point that he really felt like maybe the
world had moved on, that he wasn’t as popular anymore. It really made
him happy to hear his songs in the club like that. He wanted his music
to be remembered. Other artists often reached out for permission to
sample his songs. Jackson’s attorney would call and say, “Tell Michael
that Kanye West wants to sample such-and-such. What does he want to
charge?”
We’d relay the message to Jackson, and he’d say, “Nothing. Tell them
it’s fine if they just use it. The more they use my music, that means my
music stays alive.” He could have charged a fortune, but he didn’t. He
just wanted his music to be out there in the world. He wanted to be an
inspiration, to be connected to this younger generation of artists
andproducers who were following in his footsteps. He wanted them to
build on his legacy.
Jackson believed there are some things you should never touch,
but he also wanted his music to be used and kept alive. So what would he
have thought of Xscape? Honestly, he probably would enjoyed some
aspects of it, and other aspects not so much. If he were here and he
listened to the album and he heard even one wrong note, he’d be furious.
He’d obsess over it for days, not stopping until he found a way to make
it right. But if he saw young people in the club, dancing to this new
single “Love Never Felt So Good”? That would have filled his heart with
joy like you couldn’t imagine. To hear all these young producers talking
about his genius in the studio? To have the #1 album in over 50
different countries? To know that he was still the King of Pop? That was
important to him, too.
Michael Jackson’s final years took a heavy toll on him. He was hunted by
the paparazzi, run down by the tabloids, beset by legal and financial
problems. That we witnessed, only two things brought him real happiness
during that difficult time: the love of his three children and the
dedication of his fans, the people who never forgot about the music
while the media was only obsessed with scandals and rumors. Those fans
may never agree on whether the Jackson estate is doing the right thing
or the wrong thing. We may never agree about the best way to honor his
legacy, and we will all make our own choices about what albums to buy
and what projects to support. But we can all agree on one thing Michael
Jackson would have wanted: he’d want us to keep the music alive—in the
club, on the dance floor, and in our hearts.
© 2014 Bill Whitfield and Javon Beard, authors of Remember the Time: Protecting Michael Jackson in his Final Days
Experts in the field of private protection, Bill Whitfield and Javon
Beard served for two and a half years as the personal security team for
Michael Jackson and have worked with numerous other high-profile
clients, including Sean “P. Diddy” Combs, Alicia Keys, and Shaquille
O’Neal. For more information please visit rememberthetime-book.com, and
follow the authors on Twitter
Schön geschrieben.
Bei den Thriller 25 Remixen, er hat wohl vertraglich zugestimmt, auch wenn er sie angeblich nicht wollte. 
Remixe waren ihm aber trotzdem lieber als Demos wenn ich das richtig sehe?
Und wirklich was zu tun hatte MJ mit den Remixen was ich bisher gelesen habe auch nicht. Beat it mit Fergie erinnere ich mich gelesen zu haben ist ja z. B. in will.i.am Eigenregie entstanden, und er hat's ihm dann vorgespielt und Michael fand es angeblich super.
^..nunja...er hat ja auch alles was ihm seine Fans vorsangen und tanzten super gefunden... 
... so war er eben ..der Schnucki 
Jaja unser Michael
Wo ich noch nicht so recht schlau werde draus: Was hat eine Coverversion eines anderen Künstlers (WBSS) auf dem eigenen Album zu suchen? Oder ist das heute so üblich?
(Hab mal was gelesen dass so rum mehr "Royalties" rausspringen, da MJ ja das Lied geschrieben hat.)
...im Frühjahr 2015 soll das Buch in deutsch erscheinen!!!!
Info aus dem Malibu
http://www.malibufanclub.de/hp…j-s-bodyguards-las-vegsas
17. June 2014
Review zum Buch „Remember The Time – Protecting Michael Jackson in his final days.“
by all4michael
Übersetzung einer ausführlichen Review zum Buch von Bill Whitfield und Javon Beard:
‘Remember The Time – Protecting Michael Jackson in his final days’.
Die Review stammt im Original von Raven (All For Love Blog) und ich habe
sie – da sie sehr meiner eigenen Sicht entsprich – mit ihrem
Einverständnis übersetzt.
Thank You, Raven!
Link zum Original: http://www.allforloveblog.com/?p=9205
Nachdem ich letzte Nacht Bill Whitfield und Javon Beards Buch „Remember The Time: Protecting Michael Jackson In His Final Days“
fertig gelesen habe, stehe ich da und verspüre brennende, ohnmächtige
Wut und Traurigkeit. „Ohnmächtig“ ist genau das richtige Wort dafür.
Diese Emotionen sind ohnmächtig, einfach deshalb weil, – egal wie stark
sie auch nach Beenden des Buchs sein mögen- das was bleibt ein
anhaltendes Gefühl von Hilflosigkeit ist. Michaels Leben ist das, zu dem
es wurde und jetzt ist er fort. Er ist gegangen und niemand kann daran
etwas ändern; niemand kann zurückgehen und irgend etwas ändern. Wir
können nicht all die Verletzungen, die einem menschlichen Wesen zugefügt
wurden ungeschehen machen. Uns bleibt nur, den Scherbenhaufen anzusehen
und zu versuchen, zu verstehen. Das ist, neben allem anderen, was ich
von diesem Buch mitnehme.
Ich glaube auch, dass Whitfield und Beard auf ihre Art auch noch immer
versuchen zu verstehen, was mit Michael Jackson, dem Mann den sie
liebevoll als ihr „Boss“ bezeichnen, geschehen ist, und dass es ihr
Bestreben ist den Fans dabei zu helfen, es auch zu verstehen. In welchem
Ausmass das Buch dieses Ziel erreicht oder verfehlt, hängt zu einem
großen Teil davon ab, was der Leser von ihm erwartet. Es hat seine
starken und seine schwachen Bereiche.....
...weiter im link...
Hat das schon einer gekauft ? Lohnt sich das ? wenigstens als PDF ?
http://www.michaeljackson.com/…ogy-and-making-invincible
WOW, wird auf der offiziellen Seite beworben.
Und dann wird noch über Invincible gesprochen....
Kennt wer das Buch?
...Offizieller History-Kalender 2015 anlässlich 20-jährigen Jubiläum
Bravado gibt anlässlich des 20-jährigen Jubliäums von History
einen Kalender heraus... vielleicht auch ein Anzeichen... daß zu dem Thema
im nächsten Jahr andere Projekte zu erwarten sind??...
Wenn ich mir die Bilderauswahl so anseh, dann ist da Jubiläumstechnisch aber noch ziemlich Luft nach oben.
Ich, als kleiner bescheidener Fan, hoffe ja auf ein Projekt like BAD 25. Muss ja nich wieder ein Koffer sein... aber ne schöne CD und ne noch schönere Konzert DVD... das hätte was.
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