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Bye Jacko.

Dear Pop-boyfriend Kasbohm.

Now I have by now asked me for days for weeks on whether we should do it now or not. Let us of Michael Jackson, or we leave all the others? The newspapers, TV stations, radio stations, internet bloggers, sandwich men and women who distribute flyers? I think: no. It has responsibility. And behind us is finally not the date on which Conny Kramer died, but the night that Michael Jackson caved. Let's go. The sooner because the sooner it they say here in the north.

Michael Jackson is dead and if you position yourself in the ranks of those who now him something want to get behind that is much more difficult than for example with Joe Strummer. (Doller guy, great music, damn shame.) If Michael Jackson can not judge it all without having to look behind the freak. The guy with the monkey, the oxygen tank, the mysterious skin disease. The king of the blind grasping with a fatal taste for Mickey Mouse, narcotics and small boys. Is this shambles of life actually can be separated from the music of the artist? I've tested yesterday evening in a self-experiment, and I personally do not have done it. Well I was - I still own the plates of the deceased really important - never a close followers of Michael Jackson, but to me have always been viewed by some distance.

Even though I own horrible little talent for future forecasts and trends, I had to Thriller somehow a strange feeling. Jacko I was always too spackig to corny, to be produced. American Plastic theater without substance, consisting only of colorful scenes. The Disneyland of music. The Motown-soul with the past puberty pimples henceforth maintained. However, I was at some point in the Jackson case, and I am so not even in bad company. Even Quincy Jones was pulled into the wake and played little later with some of my drives to the head, neck and reputation. Stevie Wonder Jackson walked into the trap and at times had to be assumed that this giant eye in addition to the light had now lost another of his physical senses. In addition, sat with MJ in the roller coaster all that America had in the mainstream music rank and name. The officials gathered music troupe of Toto, Greg Phillinganes, Paulinho Nile Rodgers and daCosta. In light of what happened so in the end, Michael Jackson would be only too happy today to the Jackson Five and the Apollo, on Off the Wall and of course Thriller reduce. The latter, in fact, pretty good pop records of the end-70s and 80s. Really consistently outstanding was a Michael Jackson album due to the obligatory tearjerker finally before. But always good for a couple of very famous, probably eternal dance floors of the Pops. About Billy Jean and Beat it Nobody should have to discuss. Nevertheless, I have neglected Jackson and me Bad only risen as the plate was sold off in the store long ago. appeared

Up Dangerous . No, Kasbohm. I wear my pants have always been there where they belong and not the knees. Although I find stupid hip-hop on the whole fairly well. The thing I like Dangerous but really liked was the compromise. The first three pieces with a rather dry stick Beat deposited, Jackson snuggled successfully with the then contemporary black music. Externally, on the way to Alpinaweiß now milk coffee brown get him some of his best songs. Dance, he could still breathtaking. And In the Closet was probably actually the last video in which he went through at least half-way as a man. For months, I crept around the plate, but did not trust me to take this thing to the checkout. Decoupling and decoupling followed by Ray Cokes video to video. Only when all the hype was over, grabbed I actually at the flea market too. And still annoyed that I have the deluxe version is not acquired, could be in the cover unfold in three dimensions in a black box. Of course you're gonna get stupid in the plate closet, but today would be a gem. I personally put me down again: If you Heal the World , Will you be there e and Gone too soon ignored, can Dangerous offers a total of 14 tracks, the best record of his previous records. Well Kasbohm - Michael Jackson Dangerous for instead found for Thriller well, should anyone else do that to me first.

The evening, which rang in my last round with Jacko began (in the absence of a more open video store) in front of the TV at Wetten, dass Even then, the sensationalism larger than the question how a sound new play by Jackson probably would. Would drop him before the assembled team's nose? Or current German cameras would have captured spicy details, perhaps the edge of a T-shirt sleeve, so that would be obvious that otherwise carefully hidden body parts were still black? At the beginning of the performance I felt confirmed. Jackson. The Luscher. Children's song. When he climbed up the crane, however, I was pretty flat. For my defense, I admit on record that gospel choirs are always effective if you have a deep love of the Soul in the genes with. I bought History , but after I browsed through the booklet with all the weird and highly questionable content, had the bag for me was too. I gave up and put Jacko on the file. Years later there was Invincible in Rolling Stone then as an assessment not only only one out of five stars (character assassination), to top it all right in the text a phrase which I have so never again read in this magazine: "All shit And. Arne Willander was therefore quite right yet. The rest is sufficiently well-known horror.

So now the comeback. Because even though it may sound distasteful, is the death of Michael Jackson's hardly anything else than that the beginning of a phase where you try to get back with the artist and his art, even if two months ago, despairing of pure boredom, Jamiroquai yet acquired more of a compilation, would instead Bad need to. This year should be unchecked and unpunished reminisce, Want to be startin something praise (deservedly) over the clover and claim to have never missed a negative about the king of popular music. How long after the end of a disastrous love, transfigured the time the reminder. It was not all bad. Even much good. Only the speed with which this was carried out at Michael Jackson dirty, a little taste. Half an hour after the last gasp of the children died grabber and the King of Pop began his eternal life. Even the black community now recognized Jackson and Al Sharpton shamelessly without reservation gives the dead the title of the pathfinder for the first black President. And that is an individual who has tried to free himself for life from its roots in a coup on the floor again brought back to the community, while Papa Jackson from the legacy of jewelry in the form of gold chains around his neck hangs. Anyway, the family. was dragged to the light of the moment, as the daughter of Paris for the public mourning pre Micro, begs one to believe that Jackson is a bit was glad to be in this bread, canned coffin and escaped the relationship to be. Someone who communicates with a single chop in his hand, in the wilderness before a band of bad-tempered hyenas will feel perhaps even more likely in good hands.

So what remains? Even if it's not adding: at some point but all have been through at least five minutes. Almost every person on this globe has their own personal Michael Jackson moment. (Yes, even you back there in the last row). I even had 8 years ago, again one in Angie's Night Club on the Reeperbahn, the most recommended maxi-version of Billy Jean and a wonderful woman who was wearing a dress with a snakeskin pattern. And who knows? Maybe the 50 gigs so did the fiasco would also have been closer than a triumph. Will we never know. Perhaps a good thing. Rest in peace.

Moonwalkend,

your VDL

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work, work, work. Unreliable Microsoft programs and the gin is all soon. No fun. As I read but here are a few brief words in far too long neglected blog. First to finish the thing: In butcher I am now relieved. The subject may be agbeschlossen hereby. Read about it in concrete terms. And his reaction is then read in his blog.

As for my weird music: If you do not know, then you get to know them. Therefore does it anyway. Things to know which one yet knows. And to my farce Book Charts: Most of the artists that appear in it, I had described at some length. Because to me a matter of the heart are (Associates, Billy Mackenzie, Andy Pawlak etc). And that is just what music to me is: Permanent discovering something new, like new and old. And above all, just a labor of love. And no tangled Select by intellectual considerations. Music has to grab me. Very direct and emotional. If they do not, then the smartest of ideas of bringing drumrum nothing. So nothing stilted, no ins-fists-laughing at ignorance but the sincere concern my enthusiasm to teach others. But if you by years of consumption of senile 30 years Rockopis already has a thick cornea on the ears, then of course that is not so easy with the musical openness. And, as you know, there are quite a number Stones plates, which I appreciate. So I do not generally something against old people. I'm just (imagine this sentence please talk to Barry White's voice) is a lover.

The great thing about fat letters of key words so that they give you then stop baseless in this world. And in our not always baseless arguments. But the only way. Northern Soul: A great theme, because you are absolutely right. Only one that I really enjoy as a largely passive consumer. So, since you can hit me with the ears to tell me anything. That to me was always a bit too specialist terms. Since I've always preferred to dance when I eat by plate catalogs.

Kevin Costner and Dennis Quaid are indeed two of the most boring but certainly not the worst actor. And their version of the shootout at the OK Corral is, they say it on the street, a historically correct film. And that's sometimes quite interesting. As for what Original vs. synchronization : Most definitely Both-and also from my side. On the one hand, there are very excellent dubbing and so many films whose German dialogues are better than the original. And I think because now no such Extrembesipiele as "The 2" which are in the original as "The Persuaders" a quite funny but very conventional thriller series and mutated in German to a crazy and sometimes very great festival of silliness. Also "Star Trek" is in German not worse.

Often one wonders also whether the translators have heard ever ever heard of the English language. Or from the German. Unfortunately, you never know in advance of what a translation one unit as well. Because I think in most cases: In Dubio per original intention. In books as in movies. And I think my English is good enough that I did not miss too many subtleties. A poor translation is different (but also a crappy job, the translation business. Madman time pressure and minimum payment. One wonders how it ever can be such a capable translator. Bernd Rüllkötter or Thomas fall butcher to mind. The translation so good that I do not often know if I've read the book in the original or in translation).

For movies I see it like this: A significant part of acting is indeed in speaking. One reason for me to watch most movies in the original. And movies always with Keanu Reaves only in German. The man can not speak at all. He is in German classes to equal a better actor. Hats off to all the good. Both actors and translators. And voice actors.

Finally, a book recommendation: The latest novel by William Gibson , an author with whom I previously could never start a lot is excellent. called "Pattern Recognition" of . Respectively. "pattern recognition" . I do not know how good the translation is. But this is a fine thriller protagonist is a woman who is allergic to almost physical way, responds to certain logos and consults with companies and agencies will want to test the new logo. The plot revolves around an obscure films that appear in the Internet, people who look after their creator, with different intentions, about art and money to principles and to people who go for their career at nothing. This is exactly right for us "media professionals". And of course, closer than it is a love.

Sun The first to do so. And now back to paid work.

Cheerio,

Aka.