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lørdag den 12. november 2011
Some great Britney songs
"Unusual You" + "Touch Of My Hand" + "Why Should I Be Sad" + "...Baby One More Time" + "He About To Lose Me"
"Unusual You"
Nothin' about you is typical
Nothin' about you's predictable
You got me all twisted and confused
(It's so you)
Up 'til now, I thought I knew love
Nothin' to lose and it's damaged 'cause
Pattern to fall as quick as I do
(But now)
Bridges are burnin'
Baby, I'm learnin'
A new way of thinking now
Love, I can see
Nothing will be
Just like it was
Is that because
Baby, you're so unusual
Didn't anyone tell you you're s'posed to
Break my heart, I expect you to
So why haven't you?
Maybe you're not even human 'cause
Only an angel could be so unusual
Sweet surprise I could get used to
Unusual you
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Been so many things when I was someone else
Boxer in the ring, tryin' to defend myself
And the private eye to see what's goin' on
(That's long gone)
When I'm with you, I can just be myself
You're always where you say you will be
Shocking, 'cause I never knew love like this
Could exist
Tables are turnin'
My heart is soarin'
You'll never let me down
Answer my call
Here after all
Never met anyone
Like you
Baby, you're so unusual
Didn't anyone tell you you're s'posed to
Break my heart, I expect you to
So why haven't you?
Maybe you're not even human 'cause
Only an angel could be so unusual
Sweet surprise I could get used to
Unusual you
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Can't believe that I
Almost didn't try
When you called my name
Now everything is changed
Baby, you're so unusual
Didn't anyone tell you you're s'posed to
Break my heart, I expect you to
So why haven't you?
Maybe you're not even human 'cause
Only an angel could be so unusual
Sweet surprise I could get used to
Unusual you
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
Ah-ah, ah ah
"Touch Of My Hand"
I’m not ashamed of the things that I dream
I find myself flirting with the verge of obscene
Into the unknown, I will be bold
I’m going to places I can be out of control
And I don’t want to explain tonight
All the things I’ve tried to hide
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I’ll teach myself to fly
I love myself
It’s not a sin
I can’t control what’s happenin’
‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
From the small of my back and the arch of my feet
Lately I’ve been noticin’ the beautiful me
I’m all in my skin and I’m not gonna wait
I’m into myself in the most precious way
And I don’t want to explain tonight
All the things I’ve tried to hide
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I’ll teach myself to fly
‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
There’s a world undefined
In my body and mind
I won’t be left behind
I’m already here
‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
"Why Should I Be Sad"
They couldn't believe I did it
But I was so committed
My life was so restricted for you
I just dove inside it blind
Couldn't see what swam inside
Thought that'd be romantic for you
Exchanged my vows
And said it all
Woman, let's prepare to fall
Even, screaming did it for you
(Remember?)
My friends said you would play me
But I just said they're crazy
While I was crying, praying
Was it true?
Why should I be sad?
Heaven knows
From the stupid freaking things that you do
(Stupid freaking things)
Why should I get mad? Feel sad?
Who knows?
Just take it all
As a sign that we're through
Goodbye
It's time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It's time for me to get it on
(OK)
I'm tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It's time for me
(Britney, let's go)
I sent you to Vegas
With a pocket full of paper
And with no ultimatums on you
I thought what could separate us
But it just seemed that Vegas
Only brought the player outta you
(Hey baby, what's your name?)
Lavish homes and fancy cars
Even got the drop Ferrari
Filled up our garage for you
Made your choice with all the teams
People and US Magazines
Tell me who'd I do that for, who?
Why should I be sad?
Heaven knows
From the stupid freaking things that you do
(Stupid freaking things)
Why should I get mad? Feel sad?
Who knows?
Just take it all
As a sign that we're through
Goodbye
It's time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It's time for me to get it on
(OK)
I'm tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It's time for me
(Britney, let's go)
It's time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It's time for me to get it on
(OK)
I'm tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It's time for me
(Britney, let's go)
And don't you worry
About our angels
(All the magazines trying to intervene
Seeing things in the gossip section)
There'll get good guidance
And be trained well
Don't worry I'll keep a little secret
When I ask this question
Why should I be sad?
Heaven knows
From the stupid freaking things that you do
(Stupid freaking things)
Why should I get mad? Feel sad?
Who knows?
Just take it all
As a sign that we're through
Goodbye
It's time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It's time for me to get it on
(OK)
I'm tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It's time for me
(Britney, let's go)
It's time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It's time for me to get it on
(OK)
I'm tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It's time for me
(Britney, let's go)
Yeah
Baby, come on
"...Baby One More Time"
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That somethin' wasn't right?
Oh baby, baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're outta sight
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now
Oh because
My loneliness is killin' me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign, hit me baby one more time
Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Now, boy you got me blinded
I bet you baby
There's nothing that I would not do, no
It's not the way I planned it
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now
Oh because
My loneliness is killin' me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign, hit me baby one more time
Oh baby baby, oh baby baby
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
Oh baby, baby
I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess that my lonliness is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe?
That you will be here and give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
My loneliness is killin' me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign, hit me baby one more time
I must confess that my lonliness is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe?
That you will be here and give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
"He About To Lose Me"
I'm touching hands with someone seriously beautiful
I feel it burning and I know I'm standing far too close
I'm telling lies and if it shows I see that he don't care
I know he wants to take me home and get on outta here
But I got someone
Waiting at home
He says he in love but lately I just don't know
He don't see me
Or make me feel hot
Banging in the club with all my ladies and he don't know that
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
I feel my body losing focus as he touches me
And I should go but I can't ovecome this chemistry
He pulls me close before he whispers something in my ear
He says he wants to take me home and get me outta here
I got someone
Waiting at home
He says he in love but lately I just don't know
He don't see me or make me feel hot
Banging in the club with all my ladies and he don't know that
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
Someone by the back keeps looking at us dancing
I see him staring at me I see where he wants to be
Someone by the back keeps looking at us dancing
I gotta i gotta go, he don't know that
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
He about to lose 'bout to lose 'bout to lose me
He about to lose me
I'm touching hands with someone seriously beautiful
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lørdag den 17. september 2011
I want to have/be...
I want to have/be...
Energy like Michael Jackson.
Epic like Madonna.
Groovy like Jamiroquai.
Animated like Gorillaz.
Futuristic like Daft Punk.
Young like Kylie Minogue.
Inspirational like Damon Albarn.
Minimalistic like Jonathan Ive.
Peaceful like Gandhi.
Sexy like Britney Spears.
Retro like Christina Aguilera.
Ghetto like The Black Eyed Peas.
Kickin' like Justice.
Catchy like Katy Perry.
Avantgarde like Lady Gaga.
Cheerful like Calvin Harris.
Punkish like Gwen Stefani.
Creative like Jamie Hewlett.
Helpful like Frank Warren.
Dramatic like Queen.
Back to Black like Amy Winehouse.
Arrogant like Kanye West.
Branded like Marylin Monroe.
Sophisticated like Air.
Energy like Michael Jackson.
Epic like Madonna.
Groovy like Jamiroquai.
Animated like Gorillaz.
Futuristic like Daft Punk.
Young like Kylie Minogue.
Inspirational like Damon Albarn.
Minimalistic like Jonathan Ive.
Peaceful like Gandhi.
Sexy like Britney Spears.
Retro like Christina Aguilera.
Ghetto like The Black Eyed Peas.
Kickin' like Justice.
Catchy like Katy Perry.
Avantgarde like Lady Gaga.
Cheerful like Calvin Harris.
Punkish like Gwen Stefani.
Creative like Jamie Hewlett.
Helpful like Frank Warren.
Dramatic like Queen.
Back to Black like Amy Winehouse.
Arrogant like Kanye West.
Branded like Marylin Monroe.
Sophisticated like Air.
tirsdag den 16. august 2011
Happy B-day Madonna!
OMG!!!! ♥ Happy birthday to The Queen of Pop, Madonna!! Gosh, I hope you'll live forever. I adore her, she's the greatest icon evah. Happy 53 years baby ♥
53 years and still kickin' it! ♥
fredag den 5. august 2011
NICTIONARY
The “Nictionary” was created by the “HB” herself, Nicki Minaj. It is the “Barbie Dictionary” to walk pedestrians through her vocabulary and terminologies. So, “STEP YA NICTIONARY UP!”
Official Secret Society Barbie Statement: I’m a GIRL \ and I’m RICH \ its BARBIE \ YOU little BITCH!!!!!
Adjectives
AckOrgiddyWay ItchesOrgiddyBay: \ˈaktˈ-orˈgi-dē-wā-ˈiches-orˈgi-dē-ˈbā\
The barbie pig latin term for “whack bitches”.
Baldy Locks: \bal-dē-läks\
Good head.
Fetch: \ˈfech\
a term used to describe something a bitchy Harajuku Barbie really likes.
*Only used with other HBs.
Surfboard: \sərf-bȯrd\
used to describe a hatin ass WASHED up bitch.
EX: Cowubunga! Hit the surfboard ya surfboard ass bitch!
Waffle House: \ˈwä-fəl -ˈhaus\
a clearly misguided old wrinkle.
Zoo: \ˈzü\
when exciting, crazy and fetch need to be combined to describe a noun.
*can only be said with extreme intensity.
Verbs
Bad Bitch Check : \ˈbad – ˈbich – ˈchek\
is when a bad bitch looks in the mirror prior to an event in which stacks are involved.
Barbie Backhand: \ˈbär-bē-ˈbak-hand\
The act of using intense force while unexpectedly givin da back hand to a hata.
Basement: \bās-mənt\
the act of stepping one’s twig&berries / cookies DOWN.
the opposite of penthouse used when one is too cocky.
Chin Check: \ˈchin -ˈchek\
when an HB gets out of character to explain her fabulosity.
Chuckles: \ˈchə-kəl\
when a Harajuku Barbie laughs at the expense of one of her friends.
GBR: \g-b-r\
Abbreviation for “Got a Barbie Rollin”.
Penthouse: \ˈpent-ˌhaus\
the act of stepping one’s dick or cookies all the way up.
Roger Dat: \rä′jər-ˈdat\
verbally style on a shortcake by implying she should “get like u” in 2010.
Sentence: Scuze me? Bitch! Roger dat!
Step Your Scotty Up: \ˈstep – yər – ˈskätē – əp\
refers to being up on the latest lyrics\lingo off of the new “Beam Me Up Scotty” CD.
Tumble Dry: \təm-bəl-drī\
used when speaking to WASHED bitches.
Sentence : Tumble Dry bitch! Tumble Dry!
Nouns
Alfred Bitchcok: \ˈal-frəd – ˈbich – ˈkäk\
a term of endearment from one bitchy Harajuku Barbie to another. Generally used amongst BFF’s.
Balloon Boy: \ba-ˈlōⁿ-bȯi\
the adopted lady bug of barbie nation.
the oracle.
Barbie Boom Box: \ˈbär-bē-ˈbüm-ˈbäks\
a device out of which the Barbie’s fetch music is played from.
Barbie Detention: \ˈbär-bē -di-ˈten-chən\
When the Harajuku Barbie herself puts one of her barbies on time-out for stating or doing something totally unfetch.
*only the HB can remove a barbie from Barbie Detention. Length of stay may vary.
*While on “BD” a barbie is required to do any task the “HB” asks of her in order to regain her position as a BARBIE. Tasks may vary.
Barbie Juice: \bär-bē-jüs\
ice cold pickle juice in a glass that barbies drink to experience a sudden blast of EUPHORIA.
Barbie Powers : \ˈbär-bē-pō-ər\
to beam your thoughts to another Barbie without speaking.
to put a hex on strawberry shortcakes by wiggling your fingers at them.
Been A Fan: \bēn-a-ˈfan\
term used to describe a cornball.
Sentence : “hatin on who? Dat Bitch BEEN a fan”
BFF: \b-f-f\
Barbie For FuckinEver
Bustitbarbie:\ˈbəst-ət-ˈbär-bē\
a naughty barbie who knows how to make it up on her final exam.
Cater to your Ken Day:\kā-tər-ˈtü-yər-ˈken-ˈdā\
One day a month when Barbie stops being a diva and grants her Ken’s every wish.
CopyRightin’ Infringements:\ˈkä-pē-ˈrītən-in-ˈfrinj-mənts\
girls that claim to be rappers while enlisting the help of ghost writers.
Doll House:\ˈdäl – ˈhaus\
a place where a Harajuku Barbie resides or stays while away on business.
Dolly Lama: \dä-lē-ˈlä-mə\
a barbie that makes everyone around her feel at peace.
a problem solver.
the one you call when you’re at your worst.
Fire Marshall: \ˈfi(-ə)r-ˈmär-shəl\
a term for sum1 tryna shut ya shit down.
Sentence: word? oh u on ya fire marshall shit.
Frosty Da Snowman: \fro-stē-dē-snō-man\
a girl or boy who wears blurry diamonds. Step ya clarity up.
Gabbage Patch Kid: \ˈga-bij-pach-’kid\
a bust down
a doll who wishes the barbies will adopt her.
Get off my Fone: \git-ȯf-mī-ˈfōn\
a swift dismissal of a stupid ass fone call OR comment.
Sentence: Excuse me??? Bitch!!! Get off my Fone!!!
Harajuku Barbie: \原宿\
refer to Harajuku.
Harajuku Ken: \原宿\
a man that “adds to” a “HB” by knowing when to “fall da fuk bak” and when to “step his dick up”.
HB: \h-b\
an abbreviation of Harajuku Barbie.
HK: \h-k\
an abbreviation of Harajuku Ken.
It’s BARBIE BITCH!: \əts – ˈbär-bē – ˈbich\
how Harajuku Barbies say good-bye.
Raggedy The Sp: \ˈra-gə-dē-ˈthē-ˈspī\
a name for bitches who wanna be like u, but just wont come outta the closet.
a Flip on Harriet the Spy.
Sentence: come out da closet raggedy!!! the spy!!!!
Strawberry Shortcake: \ˈstrȯ-ˌber-ē – ˈshȯrt – ˈkāk\
a broke bitch ;
one who loses sight of her goals and her CAKE by focusing on BEEF and negativity.
Stud Muffin: \ˈstəd-mə-fən\
a street savvy “man’s man” who can only be tamed by a pink lipped barbie.
Other Terms:
Barbie’s Phone Number: 718-SIT-URASSDOWN
When You Believe: by Whitney Houston & Mariah Carey
our official THEME song.
download & learn it – “story of my life”
Official Secret Society Barbie Statement: I’m a GIRL \ and I’m RICH \ its BARBIE \ YOU little BITCH!!!!!
Adjectives
AckOrgiddyWay ItchesOrgiddyBay: \ˈaktˈ-orˈgi-dē-wā-ˈiches-orˈgi-dē-ˈbā\
The barbie pig latin term for “whack bitches”.
Baldy Locks: \bal-dē-läks\
Good head.
Fetch: \ˈfech\
a term used to describe something a bitchy Harajuku Barbie really likes.
*Only used with other HBs.
Surfboard: \sərf-bȯrd\
used to describe a hatin ass WASHED up bitch.
EX: Cowubunga! Hit the surfboard ya surfboard ass bitch!
Waffle House: \ˈwä-fəl -ˈhaus\
a clearly misguided old wrinkle.
Zoo: \ˈzü\
when exciting, crazy and fetch need to be combined to describe a noun.
*can only be said with extreme intensity.
Verbs
Bad Bitch Check : \ˈbad – ˈbich – ˈchek\
is when a bad bitch looks in the mirror prior to an event in which stacks are involved.
Barbie Backhand: \ˈbär-bē-ˈbak-hand\
The act of using intense force while unexpectedly givin da back hand to a hata.
Basement: \bās-mənt\
the act of stepping one’s twig&berries / cookies DOWN.
the opposite of penthouse used when one is too cocky.
Chin Check: \ˈchin -ˈchek\
when an HB gets out of character to explain her fabulosity.
Chuckles: \ˈchə-kəl\
when a Harajuku Barbie laughs at the expense of one of her friends.
GBR: \g-b-r\
Abbreviation for “Got a Barbie Rollin”.
Penthouse: \ˈpent-ˌhaus\
the act of stepping one’s dick or cookies all the way up.
Roger Dat: \rä′jər-ˈdat\
verbally style on a shortcake by implying she should “get like u” in 2010.
Sentence: Scuze me? Bitch! Roger dat!
Step Your Scotty Up: \ˈstep – yər – ˈskätē – əp\
refers to being up on the latest lyrics\lingo off of the new “Beam Me Up Scotty” CD.
Tumble Dry: \təm-bəl-drī\
used when speaking to WASHED bitches.
Sentence : Tumble Dry bitch! Tumble Dry!
Nouns
Alfred Bitchcok: \ˈal-frəd – ˈbich – ˈkäk\
a term of endearment from one bitchy Harajuku Barbie to another. Generally used amongst BFF’s.
Balloon Boy: \ba-ˈlōⁿ-bȯi\
the adopted lady bug of barbie nation.
the oracle.
Barbie Boom Box: \ˈbär-bē-ˈbüm-ˈbäks\
a device out of which the Barbie’s fetch music is played from.
Barbie Detention: \ˈbär-bē -di-ˈten-chən\
When the Harajuku Barbie herself puts one of her barbies on time-out for stating or doing something totally unfetch.
*only the HB can remove a barbie from Barbie Detention. Length of stay may vary.
*While on “BD” a barbie is required to do any task the “HB” asks of her in order to regain her position as a BARBIE. Tasks may vary.
Barbie Juice: \bär-bē-jüs\
ice cold pickle juice in a glass that barbies drink to experience a sudden blast of EUPHORIA.
Barbie Powers : \ˈbär-bē-pō-ər\
to beam your thoughts to another Barbie without speaking.
to put a hex on strawberry shortcakes by wiggling your fingers at them.
Been A Fan: \bēn-a-ˈfan\
term used to describe a cornball.
Sentence : “hatin on who? Dat Bitch BEEN a fan”
BFF: \b-f-f\
Barbie For FuckinEver
Bustitbarbie:\ˈbəst-ət-ˈbär-bē\
a naughty barbie who knows how to make it up on her final exam.
Cater to your Ken Day:\kā-tər-ˈtü-yər-ˈken-ˈdā\
One day a month when Barbie stops being a diva and grants her Ken’s every wish.
CopyRightin’ Infringements:\ˈkä-pē-ˈrītən-in-ˈfrinj-mənts\
girls that claim to be rappers while enlisting the help of ghost writers.
Doll House:\ˈdäl – ˈhaus\
a place where a Harajuku Barbie resides or stays while away on business.
Dolly Lama: \dä-lē-ˈlä-mə\
a barbie that makes everyone around her feel at peace.
a problem solver.
the one you call when you’re at your worst.
Fire Marshall: \ˈfi(-ə)r-ˈmär-shəl\
a term for sum1 tryna shut ya shit down.
Sentence: word? oh u on ya fire marshall shit.
Frosty Da Snowman: \fro-stē-dē-snō-man\
a girl or boy who wears blurry diamonds. Step ya clarity up.
Gabbage Patch Kid: \ˈga-bij-pach-’kid\
a bust down
a doll who wishes the barbies will adopt her.
Get off my Fone: \git-ȯf-mī-ˈfōn\
a swift dismissal of a stupid ass fone call OR comment.
Sentence: Excuse me??? Bitch!!! Get off my Fone!!!
Harajuku Barbie: \原宿\
refer to Harajuku.
Harajuku Ken: \原宿\
a man that “adds to” a “HB” by knowing when to “fall da fuk bak” and when to “step his dick up”.
HB: \h-b\
an abbreviation of Harajuku Barbie.
HK: \h-k\
an abbreviation of Harajuku Ken.
It’s BARBIE BITCH!: \əts – ˈbär-bē – ˈbich\
how Harajuku Barbies say good-bye.
Raggedy The Sp: \ˈra-gə-dē-ˈthē-ˈspī\
a name for bitches who wanna be like u, but just wont come outta the closet.
a Flip on Harriet the Spy.
Sentence: come out da closet raggedy!!! the spy!!!!
Strawberry Shortcake: \ˈstrȯ-ˌber-ē – ˈshȯrt – ˈkāk\
a broke bitch ;
one who loses sight of her goals and her CAKE by focusing on BEEF and negativity.
Stud Muffin: \ˈstəd-mə-fən\
a street savvy “man’s man” who can only be tamed by a pink lipped barbie.
Other Terms:
Barbie’s Phone Number: 718-SIT-URASSDOWN
When You Believe: by Whitney Houston & Mariah Carey
our official THEME song.
download & learn it – “story of my life”
lørdag den 25. juni 2011
R.I.P. Michael Jackson
R.I.P. Michael Jackson - king of pop, master of performing, fierce yet soft voice, iconic dancer, emotional lyrics, original style, great man with a heart of gold, huge inspiration... What can I say. Wow. There will never be another one like you, we all miss you so deeply, and your music is still relevant, fresh, inspiring and catchy to this very day. If I could meet anyone, it would definitely be you. The world lost a treasure the day we lost you. You raised the bar for all artist to come. My thoughts and thank you's go to you in heaven. Love you. <3 - Vici
Some facts from Wikipedia:
Michael Joseph Jackson[1] (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American recording artist, dancer, singer-songwriter, musician, and philanthropist. Referred to as the King of Pop, Jackson is recognized as the most successful entertainer of all time by Guinness World Records. His contribution to music, dance, and fashion, along with a much-publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades. The seventh child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his brothers as a member of The Jackson 5, then the Jacksons in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971.
In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", were credited with transforming the medium into an art form and a promotional tool, and the popularity of these videos helped to bring the relatively new television channel MTV to fame. Videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream" made him a staple on MTV in the 1990s. Through stage performances and music videos, Jackson popularized a number of dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive musical sound and vocal style have influenced numerous hip hop, pop, contemporary R&B, and rock artists.
Jackson's 1982 album Thriller is the best-selling album of all time. His other records, including Off the Wall (1979), Bad (1987), Dangerous (1991), and HIStory (1995), also rank among the world's best-selling. Jackson is one of the few artists to have been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame twice. He was also inducted into the Dance Hall of Fame as the first (and currently only) dancer from the world of pop and rock 'n' roll. Some of his other achievements include multiple Guinness World Records; 13 Grammy Awards (as well as the Grammy Legend Award and theGrammy Lifetime Achievement Award); 26 American Music Awards (more than any other artist, including the "Artist of the Century"); 13 number-one singles in the United States in his solo career (more than any other male artist in the Hot 100 era); and the estimated sale of over 750 million records worldwide. Jackson won hundreds of awards, which have made him the most-awarded recording artists in the history of music. He was also a notable humanitarian and philanthropist, donating and raising hundreds of millions of dollars for beneficial causes and supporting more than 39 charities. According to David Winters, Jackson also donated tens of millions of dollars to many children’s charities anonymously, and spent a lot of his time visiting seriously ill children tirelessly going from hospital to hospital meeting these children just to brighten up their lives. When Jackson finished the visits he would ask the hospital nurses and the doctors what was needed at the hospital in terms of equipment for the children and would then make anonymous donations to the hospital to purchase expensive equipment or whatever else was needed.[2]
Aspects of Jackson's personal life, including his changing appearance, personal relationships, and behavior, have generated controversy. In 1993, he was accused of child sexual abuse, but the case was settled out of court and no formal charges were brought. In 2005, he was tried and acquitted of further sexual abuse allegations and several other charges after the jury ruled him not guilty on all counts. While preparing for his concert series This Is It, Jackson died of acute propofol intoxication on June 25, 2009, after suffering from cardiac arrest. Before his death, Jackson had been administered drugs including propofol and lorazepam. The Los Angeles County Coroner declared his death a homicide, and his personal physician pleaded not guilty to charges of involuntary manslaughter. Jackson's death triggered a global outpouring of grief, and as many as one billion people around the world reportedly watched his public memorial service on live television. In March 2010, Sony Music Entertainment signed a $250 million deal with Jackson's estate to retain distribution rights to his recordings until 2017, and to release seven posthumous albums over the decade following his death.
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Michael Joseph Jackson[1] (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American recording artist, dancer, singer-songwriter, musician, and philanthropist. Referred to as the King of Pop, Jackson is recognized as the most successful entertainer of all time by Guinness World Records. His contribution to music, dance, and fashion, along with a much-publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades. The seventh child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his brothers as a member of The Jackson 5, then the Jacksons in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971.
In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", were credited with transforming the medium into an art form and a promotional tool, and the popularity of these videos helped to bring the relatively new television channel MTV to fame. Videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream" made him a staple on MTV in the 1990s. Through stage performances and music videos, Jackson popularized a number of dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive musical sound and vocal style have influenced numerous hip hop, pop, contemporary R&B, and rock artists.
Jackson's 1982 album Thriller is the best-selling album of all time. His other records, including Off the Wall (1979), Bad (1987), Dangerous (1991), and HIStory (1995), also rank among the world's best-selling. Jackson is one of the few artists to have been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame twice. He was also inducted into the Dance Hall of Fame as the first (and currently only) dancer from the world of pop and rock 'n' roll. Some of his other achievements include multiple Guinness World Records; 13 Grammy Awards (as well as the Grammy Legend Award and theGrammy Lifetime Achievement Award); 26 American Music Awards (more than any other artist, including the "Artist of the Century"); 13 number-one singles in the United States in his solo career (more than any other male artist in the Hot 100 era); and the estimated sale of over 750 million records worldwide. Jackson won hundreds of awards, which have made him the most-awarded recording artists in the history of music. He was also a notable humanitarian and philanthropist, donating and raising hundreds of millions of dollars for beneficial causes and supporting more than 39 charities. According to David Winters, Jackson also donated tens of millions of dollars to many children’s charities anonymously, and spent a lot of his time visiting seriously ill children tirelessly going from hospital to hospital meeting these children just to brighten up their lives. When Jackson finished the visits he would ask the hospital nurses and the doctors what was needed at the hospital in terms of equipment for the children and would then make anonymous donations to the hospital to purchase expensive equipment or whatever else was needed.[2]
Aspects of Jackson's personal life, including his changing appearance, personal relationships, and behavior, have generated controversy. In 1993, he was accused of child sexual abuse, but the case was settled out of court and no formal charges were brought. In 2005, he was tried and acquitted of further sexual abuse allegations and several other charges after the jury ruled him not guilty on all counts. While preparing for his concert series This Is It, Jackson died of acute propofol intoxication on June 25, 2009, after suffering from cardiac arrest. Before his death, Jackson had been administered drugs including propofol and lorazepam. The Los Angeles County Coroner declared his death a homicide, and his personal physician pleaded not guilty to charges of involuntary manslaughter. Jackson's death triggered a global outpouring of grief, and as many as one billion people around the world reportedly watched his public memorial service on live television. In March 2010, Sony Music Entertainment signed a $250 million deal with Jackson's estate to retain distribution rights to his recordings until 2017, and to release seven posthumous albums over the decade following his death.
Enjoy 15 photos from the past.
mandag den 13. juni 2011
Happy B-day!
Damn!
Today is my bestfriend's 16 year old birthday. We're freaking crazy. We've known each other since we started to the same school, and we will always be friends, even although there will be good and bad times. You are there for me, and I'm there for u. I know you've written a beautiful note about me, but I just can't express this friendsship with words. You have no idea what part u took in my (beginning) life. Thanks for all the great and silly times we've shared through our (almost) 16 year old lives. Even though we've had big ups and downs, like rockin' 12's in projects and dancing everywhere, or having emo-times and crying in stadiums together, I will always remember and cherish you, Sandra, you are a strong person who knows what the hell she wants. Good luck with everything, may you accomplish all your wishes, and I hope you find your dream job, maybe a writer? And find love, luck and happiness. I will support you no matter how crazy your ideas are! I know you, and I know this is the start to something big, a wonderful journey. You are Bey, I'm GaGa. You are Turk, I'm JD. You are Murdoc, I'm 2-D. Lolz.
We have 2 keep contact - who knows, maybe you'll write a script on this weird life and I'll direct the movie ;) Happy birthday! ♥ :)
Enjoy 5 pics from various times x)
Today is my bestfriend's 16 year old birthday. We're freaking crazy. We've known each other since we started to the same school, and we will always be friends, even although there will be good and bad times. You are there for me, and I'm there for u. I know you've written a beautiful note about me, but I just can't express this friendsship with words. You have no idea what part u took in my (beginning) life. Thanks for all the great and silly times we've shared through our (almost) 16 year old lives. Even though we've had big ups and downs, like rockin' 12's in projects and dancing everywhere, or having emo-times and crying in stadiums together, I will always remember and cherish you, Sandra, you are a strong person who knows what the hell she wants. Good luck with everything, may you accomplish all your wishes, and I hope you find your dream job, maybe a writer? And find love, luck and happiness. I will support you no matter how crazy your ideas are! I know you, and I know this is the start to something big, a wonderful journey. You are Bey, I'm GaGa. You are Turk, I'm JD. You are Murdoc, I'm 2-D. Lolz.
We have 2 keep contact - who knows, maybe you'll write a script on this weird life and I'll direct the movie ;) Happy birthday! ♥ :)
Enjoy 5 pics from various times x)
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