My sis got a little crazy over the King of Pop, Michael jackson, in my primary sch years. Due to tat, i somehow got to like his songs over the tym with repeatation of his songs on the mini compo we had last time. With the same initials, it is hard not to go unnoticed when my initials are required.
Copied from an unknow website: Michael Jackson is one of the scariest looking celebrities in the world. His transformation from a cute black kid to a pale ghost like creature is legendary.
Though some called him the child molester and other names. I like still like some of his hits/songs. Billy Jean, Bad, Dangerous n many more. I see him not as a freako, but as an artist tat brought music to my sec sch life. His song, lyrics n MTVs are so different from other singers out there tat made his work shines out. All his MTVs are like telling a little short story. Ever so entertaining to watch them. Read the lyrics of the song posted, and u be the judge.
A song by the Jackson 5, i uploaded to give to all my friends and U. Lead by Michael Jackson. Wish all a Happy Valentine's day.
*** Story of the Jackson 5 Borrowing The Guitar
Maybe my father noticed Tito's zeal because he laid down rules for all my brothers: No one was to touch the guitar while he was out. Period. Therefore, Jackie, Tito, and Jermaine were careful to see that Mom was in the kitchen when they "borrowed" the guitar. They were also careful not to make any noise while removing it. They would then go back to our room and put on the radio or the little portable record player so they could play along. He took turns with Jackie and Jermaine, and they'd all try the scales they were learning in school as well as try to figure out how to get the "Green Onions" part they'd hear on the radio. By now I was old enough to sneak in and watch if I promised not to tell.
One day Mom finally caught them, and we were all worried. She scolded the boys, but said she wouldn't tell Dad as long as we were careful. She knew that guitar was keeping them from running with a bad crowd and maybe getting beat up, so she wasn't about to take away anything that kept them within arm's reach.
Of course, something had to give sooner or later, and one day a string broke. My brothers panicked. There wasn't time to get it repaired before Dad came home. My brothers never figured out what to do, so they put the guitar back in the closet and hoped fervently that my father would think it broke by itself.
Of course, Dad didn't buy that, and he was furious. My sisters told me to stay out of it and keep a low profile. I heard Tito crying after Dad found out and I went to investigate, of course. Tito was on his bed crying when Dad came back and motioned for him to get up. He gave Tito a hard, penetrating look and said, "Let me see what you can do." My brother pulled himself together and started to play a few runs he had taught himself.
When my father saw how well Tito could play, he knew he'd obviously been practising and he realised that Tito and the rest of us didn't treat his favourite guitar as if it were a toy. It became clear to him that what had happened had been only an accident. At this point my mother stepped in and voiced her enthusiasm for our musical ability. She kept pushing for us, so one day he began to listen and he liked what he heard.
Tito, Jackie, and Jermaine started rehearsing together in earnest. A couple of years later, when I was about five, Mom pointed out to my father that I was a good singer and could play the bongos. I became a member of the group.
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