From the “Michael And The Ladies” Series …….
| Then, I met Michael. One day I was invited to the studio and I met Michael. I was like, “Oh my God! I’m here with Michael Jackson!” and then my childhood thoughts and dreams just went through my head and Michael was admiring this beautiful waist top that I had. It had so many different panels of lace and he said, “It’s so beautiful!” He kept walking around me, and I froze! I couldn’t even talk. I think I’m star struck! I did pretty good until I got to him, because I had a crush on him as a kid.
Oh my goodness, I’m like, “Michael Jackson is admiring me!” It’s so funny. We ended up getting to know each other. It took a while, because he had a lot of security and stuff, like, “What does she want?” and “Why is she really around?” You know, they watched me for a while. They studied me religiously, but then they learned, “Okay, she’s not so crazy and she doesn’t have any other motive, except she wants to work and she’s friends with Michael.” Michael ended up taking to me, so I ended up becoming one of his playmates. We had too much fun! We were two young adults that were real childish, but we had so much fun! I would travel with him sometimes, and we would torture the press, we would hide and do things (laughs) and just have a lot of fun.
He wanted me to sing on some records, and I ended up doing the song “I Just Can’t Stop Loving You” that he did with Siedah Garrett . Well, Michael put me on the record, I recorded that, and I was so excited, and I came back to the studio 3 days later and Quincy had taken it off and put Siedah on there. |
Marva King, Soulmusic 2010 Interview
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Michael Jackson Days In Gloucestershire (Demo)
I could not I could not, I could not freak’n believe it — there I was, in the mall, right down the way from me was, my God, Michael Jackson! I can’t believe it happened — my God, Michael Jackson, did you hear me? Michael Jackson!”
Davidson, who was fortunate enough to be in the right place at the right time, went on to say:
“I was at the Foot Locker when Mr — I mean Michael walked by. I immediately ran. People were falling down, screaming, yelling and stampeding. One lady outside the Sharper Image even ripped her top, skirt and bra totally off and threw it at Mr Jackson.
"I fought my way through the crowd, somehow got close enough to Michael — Mr Jackson, my heart pounding out of my chest, not knowing what to do I just — I just did what any sane human in my situation would have done… I got down on my knees and kissed Michael Jackson’s shoe.” — Lester Davidson, passer by at the Memorial City Mall telling a journalist what happened when Jackson made an appearance, August 3 2004 (via lacienegasmiled)
Michael wants to be a Dairy Farmer, learns how to milk a cow and squirts poor Bill Bray!
"So Michael and I went in search of his perfect ranch. We used to sneak away by ourselves to look at ranches and see what was available.
Michael Jackson, Miko Brando and I drove up to Santa Barbara, which is about 80 miles from Encino. Bill Bray also came along to drive and to protect us. Michael and Miko had been at the Cal Prep School together as schoolmates since a young age, and Miko was Michael’s closest and dearest friend. Just the four of us went, with Miko driving part of the way. (Michael liked to drive his own Mercedes Benz when he could, so he drove part of the way as well).
We passed by a pasture, which was full of baby calves; it was a dairy farm and all the baby calves were nursing from the udders of their mothers. Michael was so thrilled! He was screaming with joy, so happy and laughing. He loved to watch the animals being fed. We stopped and stood on the fence and watched them. The farmer came over, and asked us, “What are you doing here?”
“Well, we’re watching the calves taking milk from their mothers.” I replied. “Is that okay? Do you mind?”
“No, not at all I was just curious. Nobody ever stops by.” The farmer was friendly, and it was apparent that he didn’t realize he was talking to Michael Jackson. So Michael started asking him a lot of questions about the gestation period of a calf. How long does it take to have a baby calf? How long before a mother no longer has to feed a baby calf? Michael really had the head of a milk farmer! He was Interested in raising animals. He asked all kinds of questions about their breeds. There were a couple of big black stud bulls there. The milk farm had hundreds of calves all sired by the stud bulls. Michael was fascinated by this and got involved in the discussion of how to create a dairy farm and how milk is pasteurized.
I want you to know that Michael was actually taught then and there by that farmer how to milk a Holstein cow: by aiming two udders into a bucket!
It was a thrill to watch him milk the cow. They tried to teach me, Miko Brando and Michael’s major domo Bill Bray how to milk a cow, too, but Michael was the best. He actually managed to fill the bucket to the rim and loved doing it.
Bill Bray kept on rushing us to get back on the road. With a quick aim, Michael squirted cow’s milk right into Bill’s face. Poor Bill wiped off his wet face with a handkerchief as the farmer roared with laughter and Michael squealed with joy He announced he’d like to move In and become a dairy farmer.
It was really quite funny as the farmer never realized Michael was a celebrity. He was really not In tune with the world of show business, only with his pastures and his cows. Michael took full advantage of it and enjoyed being anonymous. The farmer did ask where we were from so we said Encino in the San Fernando Valley. He did not connect Michael with being the King of Pop in the musical world.
From the book “In search of Neverland” by Gloria Rhoades Berlin (http://www.truemichaeljackson.com/true-stories/michael-as-a-farmer/)