MJ Immortal: Mo's tweet by tweet

By now if you know me, you'll know that I HATED MJ Immortal. I found an old blog entry that I didn't complete; giving you my tweet by tweet reaction to the show back in November 2012. Have a laugh.



We in the colored folks section #MJImmortal #staplescenter

The staples center is made like this to deter people from dancing. U gon die tryna drop it like its hot at this angle

It's abt to start...this better be good. #MJImmortal

Are we on the wiz now? #MJImmortal

They're off the wall...now I get it #MJImmortal

What the hell does this mime have to do with MJ? #MJImmortal

Why am a glaring at the dancer? Not impressed yet #MJImmortal

Why doesn't the staples center have surround sound? #MJImmortal

This is so cool seeing MJ on multiple huge screens! That mime sucked tho v#MJImmortal

Wait, this is off. This is the same place they had his funeral #venuefail #MJImmortal

Oh the gates of neverland #MJImmortal

That mime shld float up in the air w/ a balloon n land on the moon #MJImmortal

Oh cool that dude only has 1 leg! #MJImmortal

This show starts off slow as fuck #MJImmortal

This african dancing is nice #MJImmortal

Michael was never in the middle w/ the J5! He was always 2nd from our right...right next to jermaine. #MJImmortal

Wait, the J5 are multiracial?!? #MJImmortal

Finally, they done started flying in the air #MJImmortal

This dancing machine is interesting #MJImmortal

Bubbles? Really? That was stupid #MJImmortal

Is this ben from the far east? These elephants are like the dragons #MJImmortal

This mime is a non M Fin factor #MJImmortal

Cellist? #MJImmortal

Alright now! Heartbreak hotel meets smoot criminal. #MJImmortal

This damn remix. I was ready to point my fingers! #MJImmortal #heartbreakhotel

I saw a cple dancers step out of the apparatus #smoothcriminal #MJImmortal

They better kill dangerous! Damn that woman is on a pole! That aint cool!!! Uh uhn! A pole is a pole #nasty #MJImmortal

I did not pay this $$ to see this bitch twah! #MJImmortal

Yea, that stripper was not cool! #MJImmortal

How does this mime bring the story together? #MJImmortal

I'm very cynical. The mime can dance tho #MJImmortal

They do good at averting your eyes. I didn't even know those red sparkly dudes were there #MJImmortal

Human Nature w/ the sparkly people is really pretty. #MJImmortal

Cool, they are coming out of the pages of the book #GHOSTS #MJImmortal

Well here comes #thriller. I see tombstones. #MJImmortal

These bats are green #MJImmortal

Im loving hearing his music so loud #MJImmortal

They really could have just played his vids on a big screen...I wld have loved that with every fiber of my being #MJImmortal

I like how stiff the zombies are on thriller #MJImmortal

Hell yea dude w/ one leg on crutches!!! #thriller #MJImmortal

Time to sit yo ass down! The clock is ticking! #MJImmortal

Man, I sho hope they don't show #TANA video. Aint tryna see his mr burns chest #MJImmortal

Uhhh this the Judith version #IJCSLY #MJImmortal

Oh they playin the spanish version #IJCSLY. #MJImmortal

Its a sparkly thing /glove !!! That damn glove is awesome! #MJImmortal

Ooh the shoes are dancing state of shock meets bad #MJImmortal

I smell chicken #MJImmortal

There's pyramid lights on the stage #oo-oop #Jam aww, heavy D #MJImmortal

I loved #jam #MJImmortal

Feelin the spirit #earthsong #MJImmortal

These acrobats on scream dope #MJImmortal

They coming down the steps on beat...that's niiiiicce #MJImmortal

It's so cute...fans scream when we see MJ's signature #MJImmortal

I don't like these ghostly images. #WILLYOUBETHERE #MJImmortal

I don't like sad shit #MJImmortal

Is this church music to can you feel it? #MJImmortal

CAN YOU FEEL IT!!!! #MJImmortal

They know they can fuck up something. Why they put this club beat to can you feel it? #MJImmortal

This break dancing b-boy of the rainbow part is tight!!! #BILLIJEAN #MJImmortal

This damn mime #MJImmortal

Oh shit bubbles dancing #MJImmortal

Wtf? Why are the ppl clapping so hard for the stripper pole lady? #MJImmortal

Aww the mime put the fedora on #MJImmortal

Ooh fireworks in the building b#MJImmortal

Oooohhhhh, the mime represented Michael's spirit #MJImmortal

#MJImmortal was ok. I don't know if some of the spectacle was lost due 2 where I was sitting. wasn't a loss. Shout out 2 the dude w/ 1 leg

Homage to my Hips by Lucille Clifton

homage to my hips
By Lucille Clifton


these hips are big hips
they need space to
move around in.
they don't fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don't like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top!

Don't Let Me Down by Amel Larrieux

The Jacksons Unity Tour was A-MAZING!

The Jacksons Unity Tour was A-MAZING!They opened with Can You Feel It and right off the bat Marlon was smokin! The costumes were so about they grown mans. A nice bit of sequin without being gaudy. The moves were crisp and the LOVE was in the hair. The most awesomest part was the songs they chose. They sang Push Me Away, Time Waits for No One, Heaven Knows I Love You Girl, and Man of War!!!!! Brenda and I were in the zone! It was exhilarating! To hear those songs live was beautiful. They sang Blame It On The Boogie, Let Me Show You The Way To Go, I Wanna Be Where You Are, Lovely One, Good Times, Heartbreak Hotel, and Looking Through The Windows, Never Can Say Goodbye, the Motown Medley (ABC, The Love You Save, I Want You Back, I’ll Be There) and it was pretty much they way they did it on Triumph and Victory. Tito’s voice is really that deep. WOW! Tito the Frog! THEY SANG ALL I DO IS THINK OF YOU. Jermaine did a wonderful job…all things considered. They even dug into the MJ repertoire and sang DSTYGE, Wanna Be Startin Something, Rock With You, and I Can’t Let Her Get Away. I felt like doing the MC Hammer on ICLHGA. It just hit so hard.
Half of the damn band was from Memphis and I promise you Jackie said the guitarist was from Nutbush, TN! The background singer (chicks) had on booty shorts. That Ain't Hot Boo Boo (in Tamar voice)

Jermaine sang Gone Too Soon during the MJ Tribute portion and it was just enough sad so that I didn’t cry. The We’re Here To Entertain You Interlude was sweet and the photos were actually timed to the song so it was very fitting and sweet and Michael’s voice rang with such clarity on that song. I kinda tweeted to keep my mind off the gravity of the situation. Jermaine sang some of his solo hits and they sound WAAAAAAAYYYYY better live than recorded. He did Dynamite, Do What You Do…, and Let’s Get Serious. I danced like Morris Day…It was so damn funky! His makeup was off as usual. It’s just weird that he looked fine at his book signing at Vromann’s last year, but on stage his face does not translate well.

I was just so impressed with Marlon. I knew he had it, but he never got the spotlight and boy did he use it tonight. That man dropped to his knees and came back up; he had the James Brown foot work going and was doing the MJ spins and kickin that leg. He was truly showcasing how to ‘FLOURISH LIKE A JACKSON”

Tito grossed me out. Marlon was thanking all the brothers for making the tour possible and saying what everyone doing when the call to go on tour came. He said Tito was working on one of his cars. Tito corrected him and said he was working on his 4th child. EWWWW1 Dude, that kid is gonna be younger than his nephews! Anyway, Jackie ol' fine debonair self was just so sexy. Gawd, I know he about 60, but he CGI any damn day. I screamed his name at the top of my lungs so much you would have thought I was a chick named Diane at one of their shows in 1973! He was justa smiling and beaming and I had totally forgot about trying to get with Antonio Banderas (since his marriage is on the rocks).

Tonight was truly one of the best nights of my life. I feel so blessed to have seen The Jacksons in concert. Although the most important one was there we could definitely feel his spirit. And on every song Brenda and I would sing all of Michael’s ad libs just as if he were there even though they had tweaked this tour’s set.

And to close the show they sang SHAKE YOUR BODY DOWN TO THE GROUND or as I like to call it SHAKEABADADOWN! Man, I was feeling it so tough I got off beat. They broke it down a couple 2-3 times and Marlon was all over the stage so tough he almost slipped. They really worked it. I wish the song would have went on longer (like that 9 min version on victory tour). The only complaint is that the instrumentation was lacking. There was a hole in the song. The sound wasn’t complete. Brenda and I speculate it was a lack of bass. We got to do our Shakeabadadown Flash mob moves at our seats. Marlon was on the tippy toes just like he was on Victory Tour. Baww, I bet he was making them faces too. I just feel so blessed to have been there tonight. I was up out my set 85% of the time. I screamed so I am hoarse. They even got most of the band in a line to do the shovel hop move on the beat and I was going it right along with them from my seat. GOSH! I had my sequin light up glove on and was feeling the spirit. Man, I can’t believe I saw The Jacksons tonight.

June 25, 2009-Three Years Later

June 25, 2009


Never have I felt so much pain and wept an ache inducing cry. Now I know how it feels to lose someone you love. I don’t know how me waking to see another day will be. I have lost my hope. That shining bauble, just out of reach, but there….there for me in so many ways. What is this world without magic, without love, without enchantment? The world is forever changed and never the same. From this day forth I feel kind of shell shocked. A shell of my former self. Walking zombie-like through life without my hope. My fanciful hope. I recently started thinking and working on ways to get to London. That was what I was going to greet everyday with…Get to London. Now what? I honestly feel like god has forsaken me or something. He knew I was holding on to Mike to get through the day-to-day which is my life and now he has taken him away from me. What do I have left? The music of course. Man, the way the base line just courses through my body on errthang off the wall. Or the attack of the lyrics on BAD and Dangerous. I was waiting for him to do the nina pop. He did the bankhead bounce in 1995. That was cool. I Liked that bob, but why did he have his shirt open on you are not alone and what was up with the nakedness. Looking like Mr. Burns, eww eww ewww! He my play uncle though. Always, like Josh and Reva.

I have lost something and someone who meant so much to me without us even meeting. It’s funny how God puts people in your life. I never even paid that dude any attention until the summer of 1998. My sister was out in South County on the job hunt and bought The Wiz on VHS. I hadn’t seen it in over 10 years, had pretty much forgot about it. As soon as I saw the Mike on the Pole with the Crows, I was mesmerized. How delicate, how warm, how friendly, how funky was he! I mean I played that tape over and over again. I even knew his parts. I loved to say “we don’t need no cabs.” It took me a month or so to learn how to moon walk in my mom’s old raggedy payless slides. My fave quote from Mike’s many quotes in the movie was …”ignorance is the night of the mind, a night without moon or star” Typing that just made me smile. Before then I was too afraid to watch the Thriller video. Yea, it totally scarred me as a small child. I was 17 when I finally watched it in its entirety (I peeked through my fingers on the monster parts). See, Mike makes me feel good. His majesty, artistry, the way he walked, the way he wiped the sweat from his brow, the way he keeps the beat with that foot, the way he pumps with his neck when he moonwalks. That pelvic thrust be killing me. He makes the simplest moves so BIG! It’s magic! I wonder… wow; God made this incredible person…and gave him the gift of song. That song is his ministry to the world. Funny how I be looking for stuff to prove he is real, that he is a brutha. Like that interview where he is eating fried chicken, or the fact that he was drinking a Budweiser on the set of We Are The World (well he had it in his hand), or when instead of saying We Don’t he said it ebonically like We Ont. Ooh, or that time I read in J. Randy Taraborelli that Mike called some chick a heifer. Ooh, and how he was talking about he liked Bar-B-Que. Ya’ll know he patented a mechanism by which to do the smooth criminal lean in concert? You know he has this way of vocal delivery which sounds like he is on the verge of crying. Check out We’ve Already had Enough. You know, he has the most beautiful eyes. The most beautiful eyes, well next to an old boyfriend I had when I was 15. Ask Darren, I was afraid to look into his eyes in 2006. I messed up and found footage of him in like 1981 shooting a Suzuki commercial in Japan and I thought he was cute and it totally fucked up my psyche. Til that time I had never seen a version of Mike that I thought was attractive. His ears didn’t change. They are still the same shape. His ears used to be darker than his face in the mid-late 80’s. Just like a black baby that is getting its color. Maybe he’ll be wherever Tupac and Elvis are. He aint gone. Ooh, and on the Dirty Diana video when he tears off his shirt he is light on the front but darker on his back. Or how in Yokohama Japan on the 2nd leg of the Bad Tour he had his hair in a ponytail and I could see his kitchen. Yea, Mike needed a touch up. Or how he calls out peoples names when they are not doing something they are supposed to. See he be singing and in the middle of the lyrics you hear …life aint so PAT at all if you live it PAT wall.

He should have worn jeans more often. He looked good in jeans in the early 80’s. One time I was in the car with Adrianne and I was singing PYT and I made the AH sound and she was like…did you just make that noise and I said yea, it’s a part of the song. I’m angry. Why couldn’t someone else die? Kobe Bryant, Bill Murray, Phil Spector, Fuckin Bin Ladin, them Mennonite men who were raping women on the commune.

By far this is the 2nd worst day of my life. Man, I be so damn tired of Katie on Moonwalker. She always doing dumb shit and Mike always gotta save her ass. And why can’t I get upstairs on the Sega Moonwalker game? Yea, I got it! I be kickin and spinning and throwing my hat and I just cant climb those damn stairs. I got up there once though, then I was stuck walking pool table to pool table cause I couldn’t figure out what to do next. I like the way he says Dodger Stadium on the last night of the Victory Tour in LA. Ooh, and Shake Your Body Down in my fave Jacksons song and why does Mike yell break it down at least 9 times (I counted) during the performance. Ooh, years and years ago I had a dream that we were at a sleep over on the Scream set. The dream was in black and white like the video and I accidentally touched Mike’s face and he got mad at me. He just glared at me. That was scary. With all the surgery he had he could still make facial expressions.

This makes no sense. Senseless. I just don’t understand why? Ooh and Mike does a funky, come here girl finger to the ladies. His fingers are long, like he has an extra joint or something. I have a picture of him kissing a black girl in concert in the late 70’s early 80’s. I always tell people…when I get the space modulator from Marvin the Martian and the Flux Capacitor for Marty McFly, I am going back in time to be Mike’s friend. Just a friend…to shoot the breeze with and talk malarkey, he wouldn’t want me to say shit. I feel that there is no way to live your life healthy, death comes upon you not matter how skinny or fat you are so just live and die. Like we could just philosophize about stuff. Maybe he wouldn’t have had so many nose jobs if someone really saw the beauty in him. I see it. Wouldn’t it be weird if he never had a nose job but still lost his color? In this warped way of thinking, maybe things happen for a reason. I like the way he breaths at the end of ballads. Like on I’ll be there and she’s out of my life. He made an art out or breathing between words. I can just close my eyes and be transplanted to a place. That place is Michael Jackson or maybe Neverland. I just recently, like in the past month, realized that Mike is a place for me. A place in my mind and heart where there is happiness and I am whole, I am at peace. He is my Someone in the Dark. He never had a lot of lips. Just added that red lipstick. Funny, red lipstick. You know who could get it? Jackie Jackson. That dude had mad body! I find myself looking at his pecks and totally ignoring Mike. I can just see the sweat drippin all over his body (in shenene from martin voice). Jackie was fuin in those 1970’s standards. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want my phone to ring because I hear Mike’s voice. I don’t want to see my screen saver cause I see Mike during dress rehearsal in Japan on the Bad Tour. I don’t want to open my closet cause I don’t want to see my collection of Mike stuff. Guess I am in denial. Glad I don’t have TV or the internet. I’m sure my composure would not be decent enough to lay out my thoughts.

Let’s see. In 2007 I went to a fan event and Joe Jackson was there. We were in the same room. I had a giddy moment. I thought…OMG IM BREATHING TO SAME AIR AS MICHAEL JACKSON’S DADDY! He looks just as mean in person too. I don’t see how Mike put on all of that make up every day. I hate taking off make up when I come back from the club n stuff. His eyeliner was cool during the BAD days. It’s like his eyes can see through to your soul. They are soothing and kinda whisper…hi, how you doin? No worries. I think he would smell funny. Like, not a bad smell, but a unique Michael Jackson smell. Why did he have carebear power coming out of his shirt on captain Eo? He was really funny looking in 1985 when he was way lighter than the thriller days, but still had his dark Michael Jackson healthy face and the short curl. I am starting to think he had a couple of tracks for the BAD album. His hair was really long in 2 years. It was like a leisure curl. Why did he tear of randy’s cloth on Victory Tour? Hey, I went to see Stars on Ice in 2006 in the same arena he started the BAD Tour in 1987. I was like AHH MICHAEL JACKSON WAS HERE 20 YEARS AGO! I saw Michelle Kwan and Syryah Bonaly. They were awesome! It’s Only A Movie! He sure was chomping that popcorn on Thriller. I would have walked through a graveyard with him any night. His eyebrows were always immaculately arched and to quote J. Randy Taraborelli…”his lips were glossed to a subtle sheen.” Ahhh, the eyes again. I call it eye-itis. Wasn’t it the weirdest thing when he kissed the lisa marie chick? They wanna get my ass dead or alive. Don Sneddon is a cold man indeed. Hey, Mike cussed. Maybe I can say shit.

No worries, all I have is worries. I have watched Ghostbusters, Who Framed Roger Rabbit and some of Amelie and it all seems like blur. I heard off the wall at like 10:30 something this morning. I was jamming all the way to wherever it is I was going. I was texting bruh dav diggler around the time the 9-1-1 call came in. 12:21pm 12:24pm. I did eat a bowl of cereal this evening. Never in my life have I cried out loud. I sobbed, I slobbed…all while driving home to be alone and stew in my grief. I’m not done though. I haven’t been able to share my grief in the company of other fans who love him. WHO LOVE HIM. THERE IS NO PAST TENSE HERE, the way I do. Im’a leave you with something beautiful…

There have been others, but never two lovers like music and me….

Im’a leave it there. Yea, that feels like an ending, but not the end.

LaTocha-Bad Timing (This My New Jam)

Sex

Sometimes I have to fight against my nature just to be respected. It's an internal war between pleasure and peace of mind. Daggers being thrown through your windows by the very ones who seek the place in which covetous rains fall.

Marriage

Is it something I really want to do? Is it something I believe in? Or is it something I feel pressured by society to buy into? I'm of that age where if you are not married or don't want desperately to have kids, people look at you like you have 3 heads. Is it always this lonely on the outside of the marriage tent? When you get inside it do you have to pay with your soul? Do you fold and just go with it because that is what you've been told?

A Worker Reads History by Bertolt Brecht

Was watching a lecture on the history of France by John Merriman on academicearth.org and came across this poem. Love it! And yes I'm a nerd...I watch lectures on the internet and I'm not in school.

A Worker Reads History

Who built the seven gates of Thebes?
The books are filled with names of kings.
Was it the kings who hauled the craggy blocks of stone?
And Babylon, so many times destroyed.
Who built the city up each time? In which of Lima's houses,
That city glittering with gold, lived those who built it?
In the evening when the Chinese wall was finished
Where did the masons go? Imperial Rome
Is full of arcs of triumph. Who reared them up? Over whom
Did the Caesars triumph? Byzantium lives in song.
Were all her dwellings palaces? And even in Atlantis of the legend
The night the seas rushed in,
The drowning men still bellowed for their slaves.

Young Alexander conquered India.
He alone?
Caesar beat the Gauls.
Was there not even a cook in his army?
Phillip of Spain wept as his fleet
was sunk and destroyed. Were there no other tears?
Frederick the Great triumphed in the Seven Years War.
Who triumphed with him?

Each page a victory
At whose expense the victory ball?
Every ten years a great man,
Who paid the piper?

So many particulars.
So many questions.


Bertolt Brecht

An Ode to Nate Parker

I remember the first time I saw him on the Great Debaters. I liked the cut of his jib, no lie. Most of all I fell in a deep, bright, bottomless love with his lips. I have never seen a thing so inviting, so soft, so volminous. I loved his penetrating eyes and the softness behind them when he teared up. I guess God still makes em good. I find myself daydreaming. With my eyes closed I sketch a path of silken light across his beautiful face with my finger tips. It's art you see. Better to be felt than seen. Better to be coveted and esteemed. Nate Parker, if only you were attainable. If only you weren't married. (sigh) He draws me most when he plays period roles. Anything before 1970 is the right time for this oozing of masculine dignity to spew forth in a thespian flow. I see something so strong, regal, so endearing. It would be heaven to be near it. Sometimes I can't even look at him. I hide my eyes in a whirlwing of adoration. To me, his stare is better than 10 Darius Lovehalls. But above all I am proud of the roles he takes. There is something to be said about a man who portrays such greatness in the face of adversity. Maybe that same greatness is in him as well. But from here all I can really tell is that he's beautiful. A sight for the eye to see and an inviting flame for my mind to touch.

"This woman is growing weary of having to be so strong...

...of having to pretend I'm made of stone. So I won't end up with no broken bones. I can't fight every battle alone."~Weary by Amel Larrieux


It's starting to weigh on me, this solitude. When does solitude become an unwelcomed thing? Increasingly these days I long to be held. cared for deeply. At what point do I just put up with a nigga just to have somebody?


I know what I am looking for, but often can't articulate it because it's a feeling. I will know it when i feel it. Worthwhile dates are scarce. Should I just start serial dating, even if I'm not remotely interested? Maybe that's why I prolong the misery instead of putting Old Yeller down. I just want the possibility to have a maybe one day even though I'd made up my mind on the 2nd phone call that he ain't for me. He doesn't touch my heart or spirit in anyway. Why do I even call? Why do I even answer? Just to have someone to talk to I guess.


Then sometimes you go out on a limb. You try something new because what you been doing aint working at all. You entrust youself to the whims of a stranger. It's fun. It's different. It's late on a work night and this rock star lifestyle is a bitch. But you willinglu take the chance 'cause you've got an itch. This is differnt from the last time. I'm acutally nervous. I am more free. Allowing myself to just enjoy the company. Letting things go a little further than you'd planned because it felt good to be wanted. Felt good to know you still got it. And when the night wouldn't end I stepped outside of my comfort zone and went to his place (with the prerequisite of no sex, of course). But it was a departure from my usual careful, calculating, overly cautious self. And once again, it felt good to be wanted, even if it was for sexual gratification...that got watered down to sensual gratification. It was exciting, it was dangerous...and I liked it. A side of myself I rarely let out because it could lead to too much fun having and carelessness. I have a feeling that this could have a tumultuous undercurrent of adventure and passion. This could be war.

And then I find myself being a chick and thinking way too much. I shudder at the thought..hadn't done that in years. Some of that seemingly smiling for no reason kind of shit. But for all of my imaginative exploits there is no way of knowing for sure. I left the ball in his court and I don't want to come across needy or thirsty. What do you do when you don't want to let the best chance you've had in years slip through your fingers? Is this even a chance at all? Is it all in my mind. Just my luck, probably.

2012...what am I going to do with myself?

I started 2012 off pretty decently. I am working out, eating right, and trying to find Mr. Right. I also pray for peace and patience. Am I selfish? I am the type of person who wants to do what I want to do when I want to do it and when someone hinders my freedom to just be I get stressed. I'm ready for this to be over. I also have to learn to accept me for all of my layers. Don't feel guilty for doing what you want to do. Accept the outcome and move on. Just live in the moment and don't be afraid to take chances. Nothing happens unless I say so...I have the power. And Power is Good!