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My brother got beaten up and mugged yesterday in the wee hours of early Easter morning.

How was your Easter?

I feel like I’m having a mini internal crisis and I absolutely have no idea how to make it stop.

heavensgladyoucame:

Michael and I were riding together to the studio one day in 1990, and he was fiddling with the fabric of one of his jackets, investigating the glowing foiled rhinestones that rowed the sleeve. “Bush,” he said, “how do you not hurt your fingers when bending back the little prongs behind the studs? How can you do so many without bleeding?”
He was referring to the prongs on the back of what is known as a “rim set”, which holds a stone in place so it can fasten onto the fabric securely. I was sort of confused by the question. Why would he care?
“I have a machine.”
Well, you would’ve have thought that I just told him where Big foot lived.
“You do?”
Is he pulling my leg again? I wondered. He can’t really believe I pressed each prong of the hundreds of rhinestones onto his clothing by hand… can he?
“I want a machine.” He said it like a little kid who just saw his sister with a big ice cream cone and was salivating to have one, too. “When we were first starting out,” Michael went on to explain, ”we had to make our own show clothes. My mother, my brothers and sisters, and me, we were the ones who made them. I remember pressing those stones into my clothes one by one, and my fingertips would bleed. Those prongs were sharp. It hurt, Bush.”
“Michael, you could’ve used a thimble.”
“We didn’t have those.”
It was then I realized that Michael had a real appreciation for what Dennis and I did because he experienced what it took to do it.
- Michael Bush

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heavensgladyoucame:

Michael and I were riding together to the studio one day in 1990, and he was fiddling with the fabric of one of his jackets, investigating the glowing foiled rhinestones that rowed the sleeve. “Bush,” he said, “how do you not hurt your fingers when bending back the little prongs behind the studs? How can you do so many without bleeding?”

He was referring to the prongs on the back of what is known as a “rim set”, which holds a stone in place so it can fasten onto the fabric securely. I was sort of confused by the question. Why would he care?

“I have a machine.”

Well, you would’ve have thought that I just told him where Big foot lived.

“You do?”

Is he pulling my leg again? I wondered. He can’t really believe I pressed each prong of the hundreds of rhinestones onto his clothing by hand… can he?

“I want a machine.” He said it like a little kid who just saw his sister with a big ice cream cone and was salivating to have one, too. “When we were first starting out,” Michael went on to explain, ”we had to make our own show clothes. My mother, my brothers and sisters, and me, we were the ones who made them. I remember pressing those stones into my clothes one by one, and my fingertips would bleed. Those prongs were sharp. It hurt, Bush.

“Michael, you could’ve used a thimble.”

“We didn’t have those.”

It was then I realized that Michael had a real appreciation for what Dennis and I did because he experienced what it took to do it.

- Michael Bush

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heavensgladyoucame:

The Four Fs of Dressing Michael Jackson:

FIT: Material needs to be sleek, elastic, tight-fitting but porous. Nothing bulky. The goal was to fit his clothes so his choreography could be facilitated and appreciated.

FUNCTION: To work with Michael’s movements the clothes needed to be able to stretch. In addition, bell-bottom pants were considered nonfunctional, as they covered Michael’s footwork and caused tripping.

FUN: From fabric that made noise when rubbed together, to zippy zippers and clanking metal, Michael loved it all. Clothing that was fluid and moved with him was fun to him. Shine, bounce, even electricity was not only a welcome addition to Michael’s wardrobe, but a defining factor of it.

FIRST: Think so far outside the box, you’d need a plane ticket to fly back into it. Our mindset became, “What hasn’t Michael worn? What haven’t we put on him yet?” We never wanted to do the same thing twice.

- Michael Bush

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heavensgladyoucame:

We didn’t know where we would take the “Beat It” Jacket after the HIStory tour, but in 2001, when Michael was preparing for his 30th anniversary show at the Madison Square Garden, he called me on the phone one night in August, a month before we were heading to New York City for 2 shows – September 7 and 10. He has decided to perform the opening song all in white and do the rest of the show wearing all black.

His instructions were to the point: “Make my Beat It coat black.”

You can’t make the Beat It coat black.

Singer, dancer and mind reader, too, “It will upset the fans,” he explained. “Let’s see if they notice. If they’re paying attention.”

On September 7, 2001, Michael performed “Beat It” at Madison Square Garden wearing a black snakeskin Beat It jacket. On the shoulders, we replaced the fairy dust with the fuzzy side of Velcro, which had a good texture to it and wreaked rebellion. In the middle of the show, part of the act included me coming out on stage while Michael was singing to change him into the Beat It coat. As I was putting the black snakeskin coat on him, Michael uttered out of the corner of his mouth, “Bush, this is supposed to be red.”

I was horrified, and my face showed it. And that’s when Michael let me know I’d fallen for one of his ruses yet again. “Ah ha, gotcha!”

- Michael Bush

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heavensgladyoucame:

The Magic Suit

Anyone who saw Michael Jackson in concert on solo tours knows he included a magic act in every show specifically a disappearing act. The magic act occur in the middle of the show , always right before “Beat it” which always made the house come down. The magic show acted as a way to get Michael into his Beat it outfit without a wardrobe change. We needed to layer his outfits so he could wear his Billie Jean pants and white T shirt, which doubled as the Beat It outfit, beneath whatever he was wearing during the prior songs. The way to do this was to build a breakaway suit and because he always wore it right before and during his magic act it was dubbed The Magic Suit.

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caramelcheese:

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You’re goddamn right I did.

Fucking DeRosa.

You’re goddamn right I did.

Fucking DeRosa.

Fuck you! Stop talking! Gimme your asterisk!

Agnes asking the real questions tho

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inn0vation:

I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.

Alright Derosa you narcissistic misognistic piece of shit.

I’m coming for that ass and your fucking job asterisk.

nekoorihime said: That slimey jerk deserves a big jail sentence. Yeah more like I’m a little piss ant and I abandoned my people. I get that you’re scared to a degree but this is also part of the job and you take the responsibility or you’re shit.

You don’t see this nonsense with cops, pilots, and firefighters and what not. What makes being a captain so different? Whatever I can’t think in their mindset.

nekoorihime said: precisely… It’s easy to say I’m sorry when your actions caused the death of innocents. He didn’t even try to get them off there if people didn’t decide to start jumping in the water and take the task of helping onto themselves more might be dead..

Exactly at least he showed remorse unlike the Captain of Concordia. He seemed to be in denial at the time. I’m trying to help from the lifeboats bullshit.