Thanks, regards, and Merry Christmas…Artie Wayne http://artiewayne.wordpress.com/2009/07/12/thank-you-for-one-million-hits/

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/deepak-chopra/a-tribute-to-my-friend-mi_b_221268.html

Yeah, that’s from the SM news tab on your right over there —>>>

not to forget sanford. if the story of his disappearance hadn’t become such a thriller, maybe he could’ve returned a day later, the scandal would have gone unnoticed, and he might’ve beat it. but these things are not black or white, so his protestations now that she’s not my lover might’ve just made him look like a not so smooth criminal. maybe it was best that he came out and said “i’m bad, i’m bad” when he did.

Word to the word play–don’t sweat the hyperbolic histrionic haters, they’re just following orders from the hype machine.

In other news, our friends at Buffalax released a new Prabhu Deva video a couple of days ago. (In honor of Jacko? Seems so.) Check out the Mark Sanford karaoke if you missed it, too.

Triliani, thanks to you and others for writing these anecdotes. Love it. “You be Michael Jackson and I be Prince” – precious! I am so saddened and loved his music which was such a big part of my life. He trully was a musical genius.

Unarguably, more than any other modern Western musician, Jackson made the largest, most far-reaching impact on Indian listeners. It wasn’t limited simply to Bollywood dance masters borrowing his moves or aspiring composers being infected by his beats. It meant that kids on talent shows or neighbourhood dance contests got—still get— inside a hat and slippery-soled shoes to try the moonwalk. Or that canny pavement poster-sellers in the 1980s and the 1990s, knowing exactly what their customers wanted, hawked sheaves and sheaves of giant, unlicensed posters of Jackson in his trademark poses: shoulders thrown back, hips thrust forward, arms akimbo.

In a statement on his web site, A.R. Rahman, who collaborated with Jackson on a track titled Ekam Satyam in 1999, celebrated his “uncompromising music”. “He pushed the milestone of Pop music to unbelievable levels through the ’80s and ’90,” Rahman wrote. “I am yet to find an artist with that energy, perfection and vision.”

Jackson would perform in India just that one time, as a part of the HIStory World Tour, in a concert organized with the oddest of partners, the Shiv Sena. (“We would like to accept that part of America that is represented by Jackson,” Bal Thackeray was quoted as saying at the time.) Rokade was too young to attend that concert, but he insists that he knows what the energy and electricity of a live Jackson show must feel like. “He’s the god of dance, after all,” he says. “Even today, when I get on a stage to perform, I think first of him.”