The idea of spending any time at all in prison is pretty scary.
But this truly makes my skin crawl!
Byron Garcia was catapulted to international fame when he made 1,500 inmates of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center (CPDRC) in the Philippines dance to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller.” - (How's that for punishment?)
Videos of the dance and exercise routines that he uploaded on YouTube have since had over 70 million hits.
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Saturday, October 31, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Living The Impossible Dream!
A week ago I posted about Huey Long, the former Inkspot, who lived to see 105. Now, in less than a week I'm struggling to post about three icons who lived merely a fraction of that time. For those of you who advocate that bad news comes in threes, I suppose you got your wish this weekend when Billy Mays joined Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett in the news. He was 50 years old. Tragically young in my opinion.
Elvis Presley
Luther Vandross
David Ruffin
I'm sure you know Elvis and Luther but you might not remember David Ruffin. David Ruffin (born Davis Eli Ruffin) (January 18, 1941 – June 1, 1991) was an American soul singer most famous for his work as one of the lead singers of The Temptations from 1964 to 1968 (or the group's "Classic Five" period as it was later known). His was the lead voice on such famous songs as "My Girl" and "Ain't Too Proud to Beg". Known for his unique raspy and anguished tenor vocals, Ruffin was ranked as one of the 100 Greatest Singers of All Time by Rolling Stone magazine in 2008. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1989 for his work with the Temptations. Sadly, he was 50 years old when he passed as well.
And here they are singing "The Impossible Dream."
Many others will rise to these levels and claim a spot on the grand stand. Their death's will be surrounded by controversy and suspicion. Fans will mourn their departures and miss their contributions. But in their hearts they will have Dreamed and Lived the impossible.
William Darrell "Billy" Mays, Jr. (July 20, 1958 – June 28, 2009) was perhaps not as prominent as Michael or Farrah but he held a spot in the hearts of many. He was a television direct-response advertisement salesperson most notable for promoting OxiClean, Orange Glo, and other cleaning, home-based, and maintenance products. His distinctive beard and loud sales pitches made him a recognizable television presence. He's probably the only reason I keep a box of Oxiclean in my house! Mays was born in McKees Rocks, Pennsylvania, and began his career as salesman on the Atlantic City boardwalk. He travelled across the United States for 12 years, selling various items before he was hired to sell OxiClean and other products on the Home Shopping Network. His success as a TV pitchman lead him to found Mays Promotions, Inc. On April 15, 2009, the Discovery Channel began airing Pitchmen, a documentary series that featured Mays. On the morning of June 28, 2009, Mays was found dead in his home by his wife. Possibly adding to the tragedy is the fact that his passing may be overshadowed by the deaths of Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett.
A bit ironic? Michael's tenth and final studio album was titled Invincible. It was the last album released in his lifetime. The album was released by Epic Records on October 30, 2001, six years after Jackson's 1995 double disc studio album HIStory. The album art, an image of Jackson's face with his right eye highlighted in a deeper hue (the rest of his face appears as a watermark), is available in five different colors - red, green, orange, blue and silver. To date, Invincible has sold around 10 million copies worldwide.
It goes without saying that Michael Jackson was legendary. I was lucky enough to see him live in concert once. Well, sort of. It was actually at the half-time show of Super Bowl XXVII. Let me confess; I attended the game with three other people. We were offered $600 dollars each for our tickets. And that was the first offer. I'm sure we could have gotten upwards of 800 bucks per ticket. I lobbied to sell the tickets and watch the game at home. I lost! And now, I suppose I'm glad to be able to say I at least saw Michael Jackson perform live. I'm sure I would have used the money to buy some piece of technological equipment that would be outdated today. Now I have the memory. It was actually a great show. If you missed it here's a summary:
As the performances began, Jackson was catapulted onto the stage as fireworks went off behind him. As he landed on the canvass, he maintained a motionless "clenched fist, standing statue stance", dressed in a gold and black military outfit and sunglasses; he remained completely motionless for several minutes while the crowd cheered. He then slowly removed his sunglasses, threw them away and began to sing and dance. His routine included four songs: "Jam", "Billie Jean", "Black or White" and "Heal the World". It was the first Super Bowl where the audience figures increased during the half-time show, and was viewed by 135 million Americans alone;
As a member of the audience, I was actually part of the show. I got to hold up a colored card when we were signaled. According to my sister, it looked pretty good on camera. Whoppie! I also walked away with a commemorative seat cushion that I still use today (wonder if that's worth $600 now) and a worthless transistor am/fm radio. The game wasn't much of a contest either. The Dallas Cowboys spanked the Buffalo Bills 52-17. And some of you know how much I hate the Cowboys.
Oh well, Michael rocked!
A few years later, I ran into the lovely Farrah Fawcett in Dupar's restaurant - A popular pancake house in Los Angeles. I nearly missed her. She was standing behind a huge pair of sun glasses and waiting at the receptionist's station. I walked right by her. When I was about four steps past her it dawned on me who she was. I turned around to see her smile. She nodded quickly acknowledging my recognition and appreciation.
However, it's not my intent to focus on the passing of these iconic superstars but to remind us how they have lived.
These timeless moguls are gone but not forgotten. Their accomplishments will be forever heralded and remembered. They have simply joined the list of many who have "Lived The Impossible Dream" of stardom, and fame and fortune.
Here are a few others:
Elvis Presley
Luther Vandross
David Ruffin
I'm sure you know Elvis and Luther but you might not remember David Ruffin. David Ruffin (born Davis Eli Ruffin) (January 18, 1941 – June 1, 1991) was an American soul singer most famous for his work as one of the lead singers of The Temptations from 1964 to 1968 (or the group's "Classic Five" period as it was later known). His was the lead voice on such famous songs as "My Girl" and "Ain't Too Proud to Beg". Known for his unique raspy and anguished tenor vocals, Ruffin was ranked as one of the 100 Greatest Singers of All Time by Rolling Stone magazine in 2008. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1989 for his work with the Temptations. Sadly, he was 50 years old when he passed as well.
And here they are singing "The Impossible Dream."
Many others will rise to these levels and claim a spot on the grand stand. Their death's will be surrounded by controversy and suspicion. Fans will mourn their departures and miss their contributions. But in their hearts they will have Dreamed and Lived the impossible.
May they rest in peace!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Music Monday - Dirty Diana!
Here's Michael......
I don't think Michael Jackson needs any more introduction than that. There's speculation that he's in poor health but there's also talk that he may be starting a world tour this year. I'm not sure which is more accurate but I can speculate that a sexpot temptress like the one he's singing about in Dirty Diana, just might be a little too much woman for the pop King today.
"Dirty Diana" was a hit song from the 1988 "Bad" album by Michael Jackson. It was the fifth and last number-one hit from the album! Jackson hired Billy Idol's former guitarist Steve Stevens to back him on the track which gave the cut a credible "Rock Flare." For many years, many wondered what Jackson was talking about in the song and whether he was referring to his friend Diana Ross, or Princess Diana of the British Royal Family. Finally, on an interview from the special edition of Bad, Quincy Jones later confirmed that it was about groupies. Some of us can only imagine!
I don't think Michael Jackson needs any more introduction than that. There's speculation that he's in poor health but there's also talk that he may be starting a world tour this year. I'm not sure which is more accurate but I can speculate that a sexpot temptress like the one he's singing about in Dirty Diana, just might be a little too much woman for the pop King today.
"Dirty Diana" was a hit song from the 1988 "Bad" album by Michael Jackson. It was the fifth and last number-one hit from the album! Jackson hired Billy Idol's former guitarist Steve Stevens to back him on the track which gave the cut a credible "Rock Flare." For many years, many wondered what Jackson was talking about in the song and whether he was referring to his friend Diana Ross, or Princess Diana of the British Royal Family. Finally, on an interview from the special edition of Bad, Quincy Jones later confirmed that it was about groupies. Some of us can only imagine!
I love his moves!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
News Flash - Fashion Memo!
Did I arrive late to the party and miss the memo? Perhaps...... It seems that there's been a revival of the "one glove" look created and stylishly executed by Michael Jackson.
Please tell me it isn't so...... I once sat in a bar with some friends and watched a guy walk by carrying a pitcher of beer and wearing one glove. When I looked again, I discovered it was someone I knew. So I walked up to him and said: "Dude! You're a fashion disaster! The pitcher of beer goes with the construction hat and timberland boots. The one glove look goes with the pitcher of Blue Hawaiians." He looked at me like I was crazy. I don't think he quite got it.
Maybe it was "I" who didn't get it because more and more I'm seeing people walking around wearing just one glove. And it's not always the younger hipper crowd. Today I saw a man in his 5o's sporting the new fashion. Dress shirt, slacks, tie, and a complimentary glove to match. Imagine my surprise. Take a look.
I suppose I can hope that this wasn't a fashion statement at all but simply a manifestation of deep and inner phobias. Fear of touching the germ laden handle of a gasoline pump with uncovered hands. Or fear of going to a business meeting with hands smelling of gasoline. (There's soap, water, and lotion for both of those... but then it wouldn't be a phobia)
Who knows?
But just in case there is an emergence of this forgotten fashion, I'm prepared. After all, I'm a man of the 2000's very in touch with my sensitive and emotional side. I'm comfortable with my sexuality and not a victim of my surroundings. I'm prepared to jump into this fashion trend with a bang! I've even picked out my first sequin covered glove. I'll be sportin' it with a tuxedo and a frilly shirt!
NOT!!!!!!
Please tell me it isn't so...... I once sat in a bar with some friends and watched a guy walk by carrying a pitcher of beer and wearing one glove. When I looked again, I discovered it was someone I knew. So I walked up to him and said: "Dude! You're a fashion disaster! The pitcher of beer goes with the construction hat and timberland boots. The one glove look goes with the pitcher of Blue Hawaiians." He looked at me like I was crazy. I don't think he quite got it.
Maybe it was "I" who didn't get it because more and more I'm seeing people walking around wearing just one glove. And it's not always the younger hipper crowd. Today I saw a man in his 5o's sporting the new fashion. Dress shirt, slacks, tie, and a complimentary glove to match. Imagine my surprise. Take a look.
His left hand is clearly in a non-glove state.
He breaks out with the one glove look!
I suppose I can hope that this wasn't a fashion statement at all but simply a manifestation of deep and inner phobias. Fear of touching the germ laden handle of a gasoline pump with uncovered hands. Or fear of going to a business meeting with hands smelling of gasoline. (There's soap, water, and lotion for both of those... but then it wouldn't be a phobia)
Who knows?
But just in case there is an emergence of this forgotten fashion, I'm prepared. After all, I'm a man of the 2000's very in touch with my sensitive and emotional side. I'm comfortable with my sexuality and not a victim of my surroundings. I'm prepared to jump into this fashion trend with a bang! I've even picked out my first sequin covered glove. I'll be sportin' it with a tuxedo and a frilly shirt!
NOT!!!!!!
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