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He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 10:56:20 AM
Here is the article that some people have been talking about on other threads. Don't enlarge, just scroll down.
 
http://cgi.ebay.com/RARE-uk-1-day-only- ... 3008r36412

I mentioned a while ago, when the autopsy report came out, that i read an article in the Daily Telegraph Magazine (Aug 15th 2009) that described Michael Jackson as he lay in a room at the Coroner's awaiting autopsy. I distinctly remembered at the time i read it that it said he was wearing black bottoms of some sort. Anyway, here is the article on eBay. The relevant information is in the first paragraph. You can just make some of it out. If you look at line 4 and 5 it says He was dressed in shiny black *pyjamas*. I say *pyjamas* because i can't be certain of the word, but i know for definite it referred to black bottoms, and i recollect it was nightwear.

I have the article at home, i just haven't had time to locate it yet!
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 11:53:45 AM
'I want this to be the most spectacular opening the audience has ever seen,' Jackson said. 'I want their jaws on the ground'
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 11:57:52 AM
It will jaw dropping I can tell you.
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 12:12:32 PM
I cant find the actual article online..  but found a blog that discusses it:

Copied and pasted: http://ginamera2.blogspot.com/

The actual article, “The Last Days of Michael Jackson” written by Claire Hoffman, begins with a rather detailed account of your body as it rested on a metal gurney, at the county morgue. Although detailed, it seemed to me that there were many contradictions. She writes that you had on “shiny black trousers, thin hospital gown and nothing else” but then continues with, “his pale narrow chest was covered in bruises.” I’ve been to hospitals. I’ve worn the hospital gowns and for her to suggest that the bruises were visible just couldn’t be so. Yes, they are thin but you can’t see through them. Not enough to see bruises. As if that wasn’t enough, she went on to describe a face that had been reworked and concealed from the public as well as commenting on a prosthesis missing from your nose revealing “bits of cartilage surrounding a small dark hole.” Other than that Michael, your face “looked porcelain, impeccable…” I’ve heard people describe a beautiful child with rosy cheeks as porcelain, not a dead body. Furthermore, if your faced was so reworked why was it impeccable?*I am going to quickly state this. Ms. Hoffman , writes as if she was there in the room and I realize that from a journalist’s P.O.V, you really want the reader to feel as if they were there, but something’s just not right. I listened to her interview and she stated that the places she visited were the 3 rehearsal spots you had used and that she spoke to anyone that had been working with you at that point in time, trying to catch a glimpse of your character. I’ve read another interview where she says a lot of the time she has to rely on gathering her information through other outlets. Well, the whole gurney and morgue thing must be from the other outlets or they could be from a well placed “eyewitness”, just saying. Correct me if I’m wrong…but the smell of fish is rather strong in this area of her article. I just feel that if someone is laying “Under the harsh light of the morgue…” they simply look anything but impeccable… with her original claims of your face. Just saying.*
The article quickly moves back to the crime scene.
You know what, my mind is about to burst, but I’m determined to get all this off my chest.
This article keeps talking about your debts. Everyone keeps talking about your debts and your tendency to overspend and how the trials made you so broke. Who cares!! That’s what I thought at first, then figured that maybe I needed to pay attention to this one particular detail. Not that your personal finances are of my concern, it’s just the people surrounding you and your finances that I needed to pay attention to. And M, I want to write this out just as it’s written in this article. It is a moment upon your arrival home after you were acquitted.“Arriving at Neverland Ranch, Jackson went upstairs and turned to Dick Gregory, a comedian and family friend who had known Michael since he starred in The Wiz. Jackson grabbed Gregory and clutched him tightly. “Don’t leave me,” he begged. “They’re trying to kill me.” Gregory had the feeling that Jackson was referring to the whole world. Michael seemed paranoid and dehydrated. “Have you eaten?” Gregory asked him, knowing that Jackson often went without food for days. “I can’t eat,” Jackson responded. “They’re trying to poison me.” “ Do me a favor, “ Gregory told him. “Get out of here. All of these people have double-crossed you.”
*First of all…if you hanging with me…and you aren’t eating…we gon’ have some problems…LOL…just needed to get a smile after all the drama.*
Seriously, had to be the point of no return for you. And you tried to do just that. This is when you were introduced to Abdullah and left to live with him in Bahrain. But once again problems ensued. He wanted you to record music but you wanted to work on your own from what I gather. This possibly caused you to relocate once again, this time to Ireland to start working on some new records. But, Abdullah filed suit against you…just couldn’t seem to get away peacefully could you? You actually did a bit of relocating around this time… Not too long after you returned back to US and took up residence in Vegas. Soon after in the summer of 2007, AEG contacts you. You agree to a meeting with Randy Phillips who pitches the idea of a series of shows at the O2 Arena. But you wanted to do a long running of shows similar to the ones Celine had done. Which would have been smarter, (longer period of time unfolding at your pace that wouldn’t wear you out) Now where have I seen that statement before? Oh yeah, Cassandra… So you passed on the initial offer.
I will say this now, so you do not think that this is all meaningless. As I read this article last night and mulled over it in my mind, I felt that a lot of it was true and was in fact clues left to point us in the right direction and to give us all reasoning into your disappearance, once again.
You tried to fix your situation with a loan from Bank of America, who then sold your package to Fortress Investments. You tried to cut a deal with them to stop foreclosure on Neverland. It didn’t work out to your best interests, enters in Tohme Tohme, who pulls in a friend of his Tom Barrack, CEO of Colony Capital. You head into a partnership that aids in keeping Neverland safe and begin renovation. Tohme turns around and moves a step further. He makes a deal with Julien’s auction house to sell of the contents, but that came to an abrupt halt when your…own…company…filed suit…because it didn’t consent to the auction? I really liked this statement, “Jackson was surrounded by competing advisers…” More like unholy alliances…if you get my drift. So here I believe is probably where you perception would have changed. What to do?I don’t feel like you wanted to keep Neverland…I do believe you weren’t going to just let it go. That just wouldn’t be a smart business move. This is where your interest in doing the concerts comes back into play…but this time it’s going to be on your own terms.I really loved this statement made by Phillips. “Michael was a very smart marketing person. People say he was feeble and manipulated, but he was powerful and a manipulator.”
*10 more shows than Prince huh…I’m gonna keep my mouth shut on that one…*
Oh and Phillips goes on to say, “…the house and making movies were huge to him.” Phillips, who works for AEG, is aware of your interests in movies and how important it was to you. You know what I’m thinking about right now? I’ll tell you what. Kenny Ortega, Travis Payne, John Branca and Randy Phillips are definitely in on the Master plan. Phillips states that people told him that you would break his heart, but he makes it clear that he trusts you. AEG even without the concerts was able to profit from the movie. You knew that like Elvis, posthumous sales skyrocket. The underlying interest in a person develops into an obsession as old fans and new fans race to catch every bit and piece of history to stash away in their collections and memories. Not only that Michael, you get everything you want. For a brief period of time you get much needed rest, away from the world. You worked smarter, not harder so therefore all the time and energy put into capturing “rehearsal footage” is done…you get the 1st part of your message across to the entire world without having to complete 50 concerts. You’ve got the attention of your fans and they are loving you now more than ever. And finally, the truth overshadows the lies.*Another statement that sticks out. You agreed to 50 shows as long as AEG provided an English country estate and “a ceremony held at the end of the tour to commemorate some as-yet-to-be-defined accomplishment.” I wonder what that would be referring to exactly. Could it possibly be, for pulling off the biggest hoax in history, or making the biggest comeback in history or for creating the most magical show ever on this planet? The BEST ENTERTAINER OF ALL TIME…
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 01:50:26 PM
Yes, it's unlikely the article will be found online because it was not in the Telegraph newspaper, it was in the magazine that comes on a saturday. However, fear not, because i am pretty certain i saved this article and i will try hard to find it. When i do, i'll post it someway.
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 02:08:00 PM
@Dancingthedream thanks for your post. My comment on the blog - this is a well explored theory that this person writes about in the blog. But i can't help thinking, if MJ decided to hoax and put this film forward instead, don't you think TII would be better than what it was? Don't get me wrong i enjoyed watching it, but if someone had planned to do this film all this time, it should have been a masterpiece. A lot of people said that MJ wouldn't want such rehearsal footage being put out as a film because he wasn't going full-out and being the perfectionist he is he wouldn't have wanted that to be seen as the finished product. If this was planned, we'd have seen more finished routines, more polished routines and MJ going more full-out IMO. After all, it was claimed by someone that they had done a few rehearsals towards the end where they did a complete full-show rehearsal. So why so much splicing in the film? I think what really went on in rehearsals is still open to much speculation. I don't think people are telling the whole truth (or not being allowed to), and i mean that in a negative way. I really wish there was someone people could trust who was at rehearsals every time, who would speak.

I haven't seen TII since it left the cinema, so perhaps i'll see it again on dvd with fresh eyes.
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 09:16:00 PM
http://http://www.independent.ie/lifestyle/independent-woman/celebrity-news-gossip/the-last-days-of-michael-jackson-1867400.html

The last days of Michael Jackson
While the singer was frail, deeply in debt and addicted to drugs towards the end of his life, according to some of those working with him he was better than he'd ever been. Engaged with politics and the environment, even writing new music, Michael Jackson was consumed by a single dream, says Claire Hoffman - to blow people's minds with the greatest concerts ever, in the comeback that almost was

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Michael Jackson's body lay on a metal gurney in the county morgue in downtown Los Angeles. He was dressed in shiny black trousers, a thin hospital gown and nothing else. His feet were bare, his left arm scored with needle marks. His pale, narrow chest was covered in bruises -- evidence of the medical efforts over the past few hours to save his life. Doctors and security guards milled in and out of the little room containing the gurney, eager to catch a glimpse of Jackson's body.

It had started that Thursday morning, when Jackson's own live-in doctor had tried frantically to revive him. By the time the medics arrived, responding to a desperate call to 911 at 12.21pm, they wanted to pronounce him dead on the spot.

But Michael Jackson couldn't be dead. His body was lifted into the back of an ambulance and rushed to UCLA Medical Center, where a team of doctors worked for another hour, pounding a defibrillator on Jackson's chest, all of them hoping that they could keep one of music's greatest entertainers from ending up in this morgue.

Jackson's face, which he had so painfully reworked and concealed from the public for decades, now lay out in the open, undisguised under the morgue's harsh lights. The prosthesis he normally attached to his damaged nose was missing, revealing bits of cartilage surrounding a small, dark hole. But to those who passed through the room, Jackson's face looked porcelain, impeccable. After years of torment, Michael was finally at rest. "Seeing him lying there," recalls one eyewitness, "he looked peaceful."

It was still a day before the autopsy, when pathologists would open him up and try to understand why a thin, 50-year-old man who had danced for hours the night before would die so suddenly. But, as Jackson lay in the morgue on the afternoon of June 25, detectives were already inside the singer's rented chateau in Bel-Air, gathering up the mother lode of prescription drugs that he kept on hand. Most frightening were numerous reports that the two large bags of medication that investigators removed contained vials of Diprivan, a powerful anaesthetic used to put patients under before surgery. Jackson had reportedly been using Diprivan for years to help him sleep, and LA police were soon looking into whether his death should be considered a homicide, making it clear that they wanted to question Jackson's physician, Dr Conrad Murray. Murray had demanded $1m a month to work for Jackson -- and had vanished after his client was pronounced dead in the UCLA emergency room.

Within hours of Michael's death, La Toya Jackson reportedly descended upon her brother's home, frantically searching for the bags of cash she knew he kept there, and in a matter of days, their mother raced to court to fight for control of Michael's estate and custody of his three children. The kids had followed Jackson to the hospital in a blue Escalade, and the job of telling them that their father was dead fell to Michael's manager, Frank DiLeo, who had nearly fainted when a nurse broke the news to him. This was the Michael Jackson that the world knew and mocked: the crazy family, the botched plastic surgeries, the two divorces, the charges of child molestation, the financial woes that had left him an estimated $500m in debt.

But Michael had a different view. In his final days, he not only dreamed of a comeback, he worked as hard as he could to pull it off, maybe as hard as he ever had in his life. He wrote new songs, rehearsed hour after gruelling hour to perfect the shows that would pay off his debts and mark his return to greatness, and planned every detail of his comeback tour -- a massive spectacle that had already cost at least $25m in pre-production alone. Jackson gave the tour its title, and the name said it all: This Is It. Jackson knew what people thought of him, and he was going to change their perceptions, just as he had so many times before.

In the final months of his life, Jackson thought of nothing but the tour. And those whom he loved and trusted the most were sure that this was the moment he had been waiting for. "This is real?" asked his friend Deepak Chopra, who spoke with Jackson often in the weeks before his death. "You're coming back for real?"

"For real," said Michael, laughing.

The night before he died, Jackson ran through a six-hour dress rehearsal of his concert at the Staples Center in Los Angeles. More than a dozen people who witnessed the final rehearsal -- from his promoter to his choreographer to his musicians -- all agree on one thing: Jackson was better than he'd ever been. He popped, just like he had in his glory days, singing and out-dancing the young pros that surrounded him. "He was so brilliant onstage," recalls his tour director, Kenny Ortega. "I had goose bumps."

Ken Ehrlich, who has produced the Grammy Awards for three decades, sat in the audience, awed. "I turned to somebody and said, 'This is amazing!' For so many years I have watched Chris Brown and Justin Timberlake and Usher and the Backstreet Boys and En Vogue all imitate Michael Jackson -- and now here we were this many years later, and he was going to do it again. I got chills, literally. The hairs on the back of my neck were raised. Those are the moments you hope for."

This Is It was to be the biggest comeback ever. "Frank," Jackson told his manager, "we've got to put on the greatest show on earth."

The tragedy is, he almost pulled it off.

One day near the end of February, Kenny Ortega answered the phone in his home office in Sherman Oaks, California, and heard a soft, familiar falsetto on the other end of the line. "Kenny," the caller said, "it's Michael."

Right away, Ortega heard something in Jackson's voice that had been missing for a long time: excitement. The two had become friends in the early Nineties, when Ortega choreographed Michael's Dangerous tour, and they worked together again on the HIStory tour. Following his acquittal on child-molestation charges in 2005, Jackson had largely dropped out of touch with his friends in the music business. But now, as Jackson described the comeback tour he was putting together, Ortega heard a focus in the star that had been absent for years. Michael sounded sharp and clear as he told Ortega that he wanted this to be the most spectacular show in music history. "This is it," Jackson said, echoing what would eventually become the tour's title.

Only the summer before, Michael had seemed a broken man. Photographers had captured him as he was pushed around in the baking Las Vegas sun in a wheelchair, wearing a surgical mask and pyjamas. It was hard not to look at those photos and wonder what happened to the man who had once danced in his sparkly socks and gloves as if he controlled gravity. These days he looked like a creature from some other world, ungoverned by logic and vulnerable to everything.

Jackson had moved to Vegas after returning from the Middle East in 2006, taking up residence with his children in a 10-bedroom mansion west of the Strip. Jack Wishna, a wheeler and dealer in the gaming industry who had lobbied Donald Trump to open a resort in town, was trying to help Michael to land a series of shows in Vegas that could pay off his mounting debts, but the deal wasn't going well. Wishna would later tell CNN that the singer seemed "drugged up" and "incoherent" and was often so weak that he needed a wheelchair to get around. Jackson and his children rarely left the mansion, except for shopping excursions. When they did go out, the kids wore feather-and-mesh masks to shield them from photographers, their father by their side in his odd uniforms from some imaginary army, replete with epaulettes and armbands. The Vegas shows were eventually cancelled because of Jackson's condition, Wishna said. Around that same time, Jackson's sister Janet reportedly tried to stage an intervention with Michael to curb his drug use, but failed.

By that point, Jackson had been spiralling downward for years. The breaking point had come as he was driven home in a motorcade on June 13, 2005, just after his acquittal on 10 counts of child molestation and related claims. The mood in the car was subdued. Arriving at Neverland Ranch, Jackson went upstairs and turned to Dick Gregory, a comedian and family friend who had known Michael since he starred in The Wiz. Jackson grabbed Gregory and clutched him tightly. "Don't leave me," he begged. "They're trying to kill me."

Gregory had the feeling that Jackson was referring to the whole world. Michael seemed paranoid and dehydrated. "Have you eaten?" Gregory asked him, knowing that Jackson often went without food for days.

"I can't eat," Jackson responded. "They're trying to poison me."

"Do me a favour," Gregory told him. "Get out of here. All of these people have double-crossed you."

As melodramatic as it sounds, Gregory may have been right. Jackson had long lived in an alternate world of yes men who seemed to come and go, alternately bilking the singer or accusing Michael of bilking them. Not even his family seemed to be able to get past this world of opportunism. By the time of his molestation trial, this circle had grown increasingly shady. There was Marc Schaffel, a former gay-porn producer who advised Jackson for years, and Al Malnik, a lawyer who reportedly once represented mobster Meyer Lansky. There were two German 'entrepreneurs' who managed to get Jackson to endorse a sports cola, known only as 'Mystery Drink', which was briefly sold during the HIStory tour. And there was his security detail from the Nation of Islam, which was rumoured to have come to blows with several of Jackson's brothers who had expressed concern over the Nation's growing sway over Michael's life.

Jackson knew he had to get out -- but his choice of a saviour only made things weirder. That June, to help him resolve his finances and escape the glare of the media spotlight, Jackson turned to a man he had never met: Sheik Abdullah bin Hamad bin Isa Al-Khalifa, a prince of Bahrain. The sheik had befriended Michael's brother Jermaine, who had converted to Islam and spent four months living in Bahrain. Now Abdullah helped pay off some $2.2m in legal fees for Michael, and by the end of the month, Jackson -- with his three young children and staff in tow -- went to live with the prince. There were rumours of private shows for the sheik. Abdullah, who had musical aspirations of his own, later said that he and Michael were working on a record together.

Even then, Jackson was dreaming of a comeback. "A tour was always in the works," says Miko Brando, the son of legendary actor Marlon Brando, who spoke to Michael on the phone during the singer's time in Bahrain. "It was just to get himself ready to go back to work and be productive. Michael is too much of a perfectionist just to sit around and not do anything. He was always creating music, creating ideas. He knew how to put things together, what worked, what the public was hungry for."

As always, though, things seemed to go wrong quickly. After Jackson left Bahrain in 2006, Abdullah filed suit against the singer, claiming that he had spent enormous sums on Jackson -- from renting a palatial home to buying him body lotions and a Ferrari -- in the expectation that Michael would record an album of songs he had written. Jackson fled to Ireland, where he continued to work on music. But he never released any songs.

In the summer of 2007, Jackson was contacted by AEG, one of the world's leading concert presenters. The company was about to open the O2, an 18,000-seat arena on the banks of the Thames in eastern London, and it needed someone with star power to fill it. Randy Phillips, the CEO of AEG Live, was friendly with Jackson from the Eighties, when they had worked together on a deal for the sneaker company LA Gear. Phillips flew to Las Vegas to meet Jackson and his advisers, and they sat down for dinner in the private wine cellar of a luxury condo complex.

Jackson arrived in sunglasses and a hat, but he seemed disengaged as Phillips made his pitch for a series of shows at the O2 arena. "He was listening," recalls Phillips. "He wasn't excited." Jackson said he loved the long-running show that Celine Dion had been doing in Vegas, and he was interested in doing something similar. But not long after the meeting, Phillips got a call from Raymone Bain, one of Jackson's advisers at the time, who said the star wasn't ready to perform again, let alone commit to an arduous, ongoing series of concerts.

Then, in October 2007, creditors began foreclosure proceedings on Jackson's beloved Neverland. "He didn't think about money -- it wasn't his motivator," says Phillips. "Which may have been why he spent so much."

Last year, with the concerts off the table, Jackson turned to Wall Street to bail him out. Given a spending habit that some said had hit $35m a year, Jackson had sustained his lavish lifestyle by taking out a reported $270m in loans from Bank of America, much of it secured by his Neverland Ranch and his stake in the Sony/ATV publishing catalogue, which includes the music of the Beatles and the Jonas Brothers. But Bank of America had sold the loan package to Fortress Investments, a New York firm that specialises in distressed debt. Fortress was well-connected, and it knew how to take advantage of other people's misfortune. In 2007, presidential candidate John Edwards, who worked as a consultant for the firm, was forced to withdraw $16m he had invested in Fortress after news reports revealed that it was buying up distressed properties in New Orleans and foreclosing on families hard hit by Hurricane Katrina.

In March 2008, Jackson announced that he had made a deal with Fortress -- which at one point was reportedly charging him 20 per cent interest on his old loans -- to stop the firm's foreclosure proceedings on Neverland. But the deal never materialised. Instead, Michael took the advice of someone he had just met: Tohme Tohme, a Lebanese financier from Los Angeles. According to Tohme, he was contacted last year by Michael's brother Jermaine, who asked if he could help save Neverland from foreclosure. The two flew to Las Vegas and met Michael, who put his trust in Tohme. The financier quickly persuaded his friend Tom Barrack, the billionaire CEO of Colony Capital, to meet with Jackson.

Barrack, whose investment fund owns the Las Vegas Hilton and dozens of other resorts and casinos, prides himself on his "cautious contrarianism", which he defines as "investing in out-of-favour sectors or markets to exploit capital or product misalignments". If ever a sector was out of favour or misaligned, it was Michael Jackson -- and Barrack had the resources to rescue him from Fortress.

In May 2008, Colony and Jackson staved off foreclosure on Neverland by forming a holding company to own the property jointly, with the two as partners. They reverted to calling it by its pre-Jackson name, Sycamore Valley Ranch, and immediately started renovation work, most likely with an eye toward selling it. Tohme, seeming to think he could turn the chaos of Jackson's life into a sound investment, also made a deal with Julien's auction house in Los Angeles to sell off the contents of Neverland. Darren Julien, the auctioneer, spent months working with the Jackson camp, carefully cataloguing the immense contents of the 2,700-acre ranch. "It was like Disneyland collides with the Louvre," says Julien. "Only in Neverland could you see an 18th-century statue next to a monumental castle next to a statue of butlers and maids." But this spring, the auction came to an abrupt halt when one of Jackson's own companies filed suit against Julien's, claiming it had not consented to the sale. The sudden reversal underscored what many in Jackson's world had long known: that Jackson was surrounded by competing advisers, and that who was in or out of favour seemed to change on a whim.

If Jackson wasn't going to sell off his stuff from Neverland, he would have to find another way to raise money. Last autumn, Barrack sat down with Phillips and described Colony's plans for restructuring the mess that was Jackson's money. In November, Jackson flew to Los Angeles from his home in Vegas and met with Phillips at the Bel-Air Hotel. Once again, they spoke about the possibility of a comeback -- but this time, Michael seemed keenly interested.

As he and Phillips spoke for hours, Jackson opened up about everything he wanted. He talked about making movies that he would star in and direct. He had already spent millions on one -- Ghosts, a short, family-friendly horror film starring himself and based on a screenplay he had commissioned from Stephen King. He wanted to make another album. And he wanted to tour. But more than anything, Phillips recalls, Jackson wanted to be able to show his kids what he did, what made people on the street mob him when he left the house.

"He wanted people to see his work and not just talk about his lifestyle," says Phillips. "Michael was a very smart marketing person. People say he was feeble and manipulated, but he was powerful and a manipulator. He was ready. He wanted to clean up his finances." Jackson told the promoter that he wanted to pay off his debts so he could buy a house in Las Vegas that he had fallen in love with, one that belonged to the Sultan of Brunei. It would be his new Neverland. "He was ready to stop living like a vagabond and settle down and earn money again," says Phillips. "He wasn't stupid -- he knew there wasn't a fairy godmother coming. The house and making movies were huge to him."

After the meeting, Phillips debriefed the owner of AEG, Phil Anschutz. "I believe Michael needs to do this financially," Phillips told his boss. "And he's ready to do this emotionally. He's ready to get back on the horse." Jackson agreed to kick off a worldwide comeback tour with 31 performances at the O2 arena, beginning on July 8. According to Phillips, the number of shows wasn't arbitrary -- Jackson chose it so he would have 10 more shows than Prince, who had opened the arena with a series of spectacular concerts in 2007. Michael, it seems, had been engaged in his own private competition with Prince since 1987, when Prince refused to perform a duet with him on Bad. Two decades later, Jackson was still eager to upstage his rival and remind the world who was King.

In February of this year, after reaching a deal with AEG, Jackson made a number of calls to old friends and associates whom he had let go or fired over the years. "It was the old team," says Ortega. Frank DiLeo, who had been pushed out of Jackson's inner circle two decades earlier, was brought back as manager, along with choreographer Travis Payne and longtime lawyer John Branca, who had helped Jackson buy his stake in the Sony/ATV catalogue and the rights to all his masters. "He understood that he would be working toward financial freedom, and he was very excited about that," says DiLeo. "It encouraged him -- he knew he was working toward something."

For AEG, booking Jackson for a series of concerts at the O2 arena was a huge gamble. The insurance costs alone were monumental, and everyone knew that Jackson did nothing on the cheap. As part of the deal, AEG set up a million-dollar development fund for creating a movie version of Thriller, which Michael was eager to produce. But despite the costs, the potential upside was huge: What if AEG could do the impossible and bring Michael Jackson back to the world? "People told me I was crazy, that I would get my heart broken by him," says Phillips. "But I just believed in him. How many times in your career do you get to touch greatness? I thought it was worth the risk."

In March, within hours of Jackson telling a screaming mass of fans in London that he was preparing for what he called his "final curtain call", more than 1.6 million people signed up to buy tickets. Given the numbers, Phillips called Tohme, who over the past year had become Jackson's principal spokesman, and asked if the pop star might consider adding more shows to the schedule. How could they limit themselves to 31, Phillips asked, when there was so much money waiting to be made?

Jackson called back 20 minutes later and told Phillips he would do 50 shows -- as long as AEG did two things for him. First, he wanted to be provided with an English country estate with rolling hills, greenery and horses for the kids. Second, he wanted a ceremony held at the end of the tour to commemorate some as-yet-to-be-defined accomplishment by Jackson for the Guinness Book of World Records. It was the two, seemingly contradictory things that he had striven for his entire life: to live in seclusion, surrounded by children and animals, and to be recognised as the greatest performer in history. By that point, Jackson had moved his family to Los Angeles, renting a seven-bedroom, $38m chateau in the Holmby Hills from Hubert Guez, the CEO of luxury T-shirt maker Ed Hardy. After signing a lease for $100,000 a month, Jackson settled into a routine of sorts, going out mainly at night.

But it didn't take long before the fans and paparazzi tracked him down and set up vigil outside his new home. Every day a dozen or so people waited outside, some who had come from as far away as Switzerland and Sweden just to catch a glimpse of Jackson, even if it was only a hand waved through the window of one of his two blue Escalades. Some of them would tail Jackson to Beverly Hills, where he regularly visited his longtime dermatologist, Dr Arnold Klein.

Klein's office is where, in the mid-Eighties, Jackson met Debbie Rowe, his second wife and the mother of his two older children, Prince Michael and Paris. Klein, who declined to comment for this story, has said that he was treating Jackson for vitiligo, a skin condition that causes pigmentation loss, and working to help rebuild his damaged nose. Klein has insisted that he did not over-medicate Jackson, saying he sedated the singer only during painful medical procedures.

Some days when Jackson left Klein's office, he seemed drowsy and out of it. "It's not a good day for him," his security guards would tell the assembled well-wishers. "He's tired." But some longtime fans weren't buying it. "Sometimes the guards would say that he just went to the doctor and he's on medication," says one die-hard fan. The fan says Jackson visited Klein the Monday before he died, when Michael's security detail brought him to the dermatologist's office at 9am -- an early-morning mission seemingly scheduled to avoid detection by fans and paparazzi.

According to one source, Jackson also had a rampant eBay addiction, staying up late at night to make purchases on one of the numerous accounts he maintained. He also went on secretive shopping expeditions in LA, taking his kids to the Ed Hardy store in West Hollywood to check out the clothing maker's wares, or to an antique shop he loved called Off the Wall. Sometimes he would just take the kids out with his security detail and drive. Despite being a purported health nut, he would sometimes stop for Kentucky Fried Chicken along the way.

But for the first time in years, Jackson had a show to focus on. In March, auditions for the comeback tour began at CenterStaging, one of the primary rehearsal spaces in Los Angeles. From the start, Michael took a hands-on role in shaping the show, urging those around him to conduct a sort of intergalactic talent search. "Think about the greatest artists and dancers in the world," he told Ortega. "Let's find them."

More than 5,000 dancers applied, and Ortega and his team narrowed it down to 700. The final auditions were held at the Nokia Theater in Hollywood, where the Academy Awards take place. Jackson was there, sitting next to Ortega, fully focused. "Let's get closer," he told the choreographer. "I want to see their eyes." When he spotted a promising dancer, he'd say, "That one there, the girl on the end -- she's so beautiful."

At the end of March, just three months before the first concert was scheduled to kick off, a crew of dozens of musicians and dancers and technicians began showing up for daily rehearsals at CenterStaging -- putting in long days, seven days a week. In the beginning, Jackson would show up only a few times a week, sitting with Ortega for several hours and going through his huge archive of material -- old photographs, videos, records. They were hoping to capture that essence, that special something that made him the King of Pop.

Jackson was determined to give the fans everything they wanted. He had ordered a website set up so fans could vote for which songs he would perform, and it was from that forum that he and Ortega began compiling a 30-song session list. Jackson, who had a lifelong interest in magic, seemed eager to blow people's minds.

"When the show opens, I don't want to hold anything back," he told Ortega. "I want this to be the most spectacular opening the audience has ever seen. They have to ask themselves, 'How are they going to top that?' I don't even care if they're applauding. I want their jaws on the ground. I want them to not be able to sleep, because they are so amped up from what they saw."

To get in shape for the gruelling tour, Jackson started working out a few times a week with Lou Ferrigno, from the TV show The Incredible Hulk. The two had met years earlier at a party, when Ferrigno noticed Jackson staring at him from across the room, recognising him as the Hulk. "He was like a kid," says Ferrigno, who would arrive in the morning to be greeted by Jackson's children racing around the house, playing games.

Jackson was painfully thin -- although pushing six foot, he weighed only 127 pounds -- and he'd suffered several injuries over the years. He and Ferrigno would go to a backroom that was equipped with a treadmill. Jackson didn't want to build muscle, so they worked out gently, stretching with a rubber band and an exercise ball. Jackson wore black tuxedo pants, a black T-shirt, black shoes and black socks while he worked out, so he wouldn't have to change when he went to rehearsals afterward. "He was a hoot," says Ferrigno. "Many years ago he told me he was extremely lonely. But when I was with him he looked very fulfilled and happy. He was like Mr Mom."

Jackson clearly loved being at home with his children, and he often engaged in his own childlike antics. "He was a jokester," says Ferrigno. "He'd call my phone, sometimes disguising his voice. I was thinking I had a stalker. He would say his name was Omar and that he was looking for me."

But 'Omar' did more than play pranks on his friends. According to celebrity gossip website TMZ, Jackson also used the name to fill prescriptions for the cornucopia of painkillers and sedatives he was taking. In 2007, a Beverly Hills pharmacy called Mickey Fine filed a complaint against Jackson for not paying his bill for prescriptions -- a total of $101,926.66, dating back to 2005. Court documents from the investigation into child-molestation charges against Jackson included interviews with two former Neverland staffers who reported that Jackson regularly took as many as 40 Xanax a night in order to sleep.

Although Jackson was playing a central role in shaping the comeback tour, taking the stage to prepare was another matter entirely. While the crew logged long hours at CenterStaging, Jackson preferred to work from home most days. Those around him were getting nervous. According to Phillips, AEG's initial budget of $12m for pre-production had more than doubled. But when the promoter pressed Jackson on the $150,000 a month he had agreed to pay Dr Murray, Michael rebuffed him sternly. "Look," Jackson said, "my body is the mechanism that fuels this entire business. Like President Obama, I need my own personal physician attending to me 24/7."

Others began to press Jackson to rehearse more. "I had my concerns if he was ready, and I questioned him," says Ortega. "There were days when I was like, 'Are you going to show up? Are you really going to be here? You need to do this.' '' Citing the need for more set-up time in London, Ortega asked for the opening show to be pushed back five days, to July 13.

In early June, Dr Murray mediated a meeting at Michael's home between Jackson and Ortega, who felt the star needed to come to rehearsals more often. Jackson listened quietly to the tour director, but he didn't seem alarmed. "I know my schedule," he said calmly. "Just trust me."

But after that, Jackson started coming to rehearsals all day, every day. To those around him, he seemed focused and attentive to every detail. "I like to refer to Michael as a gamer," says DiLeo. "He's the quarterback. He's the star of the team, and in practice, quarterbacks are easygoing. But game day, he's turning it on."

"He was rusty in the beginning, sure, he'd miss some notes," says the show's musical director, Michael Bearden. "But he would always say, 'That's why we rehearse.' And the last two or three rehearsals, he was ready to do that show. He knew it, he had that glow, that swagger about him. MJ is the master closer. He's got amazing muscle memory. When he gets in front of his fans up on that stage, it's just magic."

At rehearsals, Jackson quickly took charge. Orianthi Panagaris, a guitarist who performed with Carrie Underwood at this year's Grammys, recalls coming in for an audition and being told to play Beat It. Jackson sat in front of her on a couch. "I was so nervous," she says. "From the couch he told me to crank up my solo. He was clapping at the end, he was really happy. He came over to me and grabbed my arm, and started walking me up and down the front of the stage area. He said: 'When you're playing the solo, I want you to chase me!'''

Still, some around Jackson were concerned about his heavy reliance on prescription drugs. "I became aware of it in 2005," says Deepak Chopra. "I brought it up with him many times. His assistant would call frequently about it, saying he was being given medication by a lot of doctors. He would go to great lengths to get it -- if one doctor didn't give it to him, he'd try another. It was an addiction that was created and perpetuated by doctors."

For the most part, nights seemed to be the biggest problem for Jackson -- he had complained of insomnia for years. But it was also the time when he felt a higher power was channelling creativity to him. "I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night," he would tell Ortega. "I was up working on music. That's when the information is coming, and when it's coming you gotta work."

"Michael," Ortega joked with him, "why can't you make a pact with your higher power so that you could put these ideas on the shelf until after July 13?"

"No," Jackson responded. "Then he might give them to Prince."

Despite his workouts with Ferrigno, Jackson remained thin, almost emaciated. "I was concerned about his weight," says Phillips. "When I started with him, he was a little heavier -- heavy for him might have been 130 pounds. He was like the absent-minded professor -- he would get so engaged in the creation of the show that he'd forget to eat. To the point where Kenny Ortega used to cut up his chicken breast and feed him broccoli, like a kid, as they worked. I actually brought an associate of mine to just remind him to eat, stuff like that."

Part of Michael's inspiration for the tour was his concern about global warming. Three weeks before his death, Jackson sent Chopra a CD, hand-delivered to his home in Carlsbad, California. "The music is a very soft, mellow piece," says Chopra. "It's called Breed. He wanted to do a song about the environment, and he wanted me to help him with the lyrics. There were big ideas behind the lyrics -- how the trees are our lungs, the Earth is our body."

Indeed, Jackson's worldview seemed to have incubated and grown during his time off the stage. During rehearsals, he often talked about what was going on in the world. "He'd built up a big arsenal of things he wanted to communicate," says Ortega, who found Jackson to be surprisingly engaged in politics and the environment. "He felt time was running out, and he really wanted to dig in and participate. He'd say: 'Do you know this about the rainforest?' or 'Let's bring in Norman Lear and Deepak. Who else do you know?' "

Sometimes those ideas were expensive. Those who worked on the show say they never saw any sign of the financial pressure Jackson was under. Indeed, he seemed to enjoy spending money as much as ever. Ortega recalls he often had to keep Jackson's dreams in check. "You want us to go to Victoria Falls and shoot the waterfall from a helicopter?" he'd say to Jackson, who wanted the video for the show's closing number. "Do you know how much that costs?" But Jackson didn't seem to care. "Money was not his motivating factor," says Phillips. "It was just doing something greater than anyone else had ever done before. That's what motivated him."

On the last night of his life, Jackson arrived at the Staples Center for six hours of a full run-through. First he had a meeting with Phillips, AEG president Tim Leiweke, his manager DiLeo and Grammy producer Ken Ehrlich. They were going over ideas for a Halloween special they were putting together: the network debut of Ghosts, Jackson's short film, which would incorporate clips of a live performance of Thriller from London. Afterwards, Jackson went into another room and spent about an hour going over the 3-D effects for the show. He ate dinner -- chicken breast and broccoli. Then he went to his dressing room and came out for three hours of performance.

The closer was pencilled in as Earth Song, from HIStory, one of Jackson's favourites. An impassioned ballad about the state of the world, it ended with a repeated refrain asking about the victims of humanity's rampant and heedless development, from crying whales to ravaged forests. "What about death again?" Jackson sang at the ballad's conclusion. "Do we give a damn?"

Those who witnessed the performance -- seasoned professionals who had worked with the best in the business -- were awestruck. Standing before them was the Michael they all remembered, the artist who had grown from a child singer to forge a whole new style of pop. When Jackson walked off the stage, he hugged DiLeo. "This is our time again," he told his manager. "It's time for us to take it back."

The rehearsal was over, but no one wanted to break the spell by leaving. "He was bioluminescent," recalls Ortega. "When he finished, we all stayed there, just messing around." Michael was ready. In only 19 more days, he would take the stage in London, and the world would know, once again, that the King of Pop was back.

Finally, as the performers started to drift away, Phillips walked Jackson to his car. Michael put his arm around the promoter. "Thank you for getting me this far," he told Phillips in that whisper of a voice. "I can take it from here. I know I can do this."
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"Don't stop this child, He's the father of man
Don't cross his way, He's part of the plan
I am that child, but so are you
You've just forgotten, Just lost the clue.”

MJ "Magical Child"
Still Rocking my World…
   and leaving me Speechless!

“True goodbyes are the ones never said

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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 09:25:42 PM
So was he indeed "nekked" or not as we have been subjected to believe while he lay under the spell of misguided profofol on 6/25/09.  One of the many f ups in this whole series of lies and propaganda they have called the Michael Jackson files.  It is truly amazing.
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969, 07:00:00 PM by Guest »
"Don't stop this child, He's the father of man
Don't cross his way, He's part of the plan
I am that child, but so are you
You've just forgotten, Just lost the clue.”

MJ "Magical Child"
Still Rocking my World…
   and leaving me Speechless!

“True goodbyes are the ones never said

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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 19, 2010, 09:33:15 PM
And then this debunks all of the above claims that he was ill, not coming to rehearsals, etc.
I think perhaps Timor is a believer ;)

[youtube:1i4m50yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=neHhppK9QK0[/youtube:1i4m50yt]
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969, 07:00:00 PM by Guest »
"Don't stop this child, He's the father of man
Don't cross his way, He's part of the plan
I am that child, but so are you
You've just forgotten, Just lost the clue.”

MJ "Magical Child"
Still Rocking my World…
   and leaving me Speechless!

“True goodbyes are the ones never said

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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 26, 2010, 01:05:44 PM
How they contradict one another.

Michael was in good shape as he was vegan.

Michael like to pick up KFC on the way.

Kenny had to cut his chicken and broccoli / he had his daily chicken and broccoli.
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 26, 2010, 03:31:48 PM
Quote from: "QuirkyDiana"
Here is the article that some people have been talking about on other threads. Don't enlarge, just scroll down.
 
http://cgi.ebay.com/RARE-uk-1-day-only- ... 3008r36412

I mentioned a while ago, when the autopsy report came out, that i read an article in the Daily Telegraph Magazine (Aug 15th 2009) that described Michael Jackson as he lay in a room at the Coroner's awaiting autopsy. I distinctly remembered at the time i read it that it said he was wearing black bottoms of some sort. Anyway, here is the article on eBay. The relevant information is in the first paragraph. You can just make some of it out. If you look at line 4 and 5 it says He was dressed in shiny black *pyjamas*. I say *pyjamas* because i can't be certain of the word, but i know for definite it referred to black bottoms, and i recollect it was nightwear.

I have the article at home, i just haven't had time to locate it yet!

very interesting how did they get so much info

but why was it reported that mike said he only wanted to do 10 shows he contracted for 31 shows, or was it he only wanted to do 10 more shows than prince?
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 27, 2010, 10:42:58 AM
@arabian nights - I suspect the family have done their own in-depth investigation and analysis into what went on with the contracts, what MJ wanted, characters involved etc, invested money at stake etc. I just hope they make all of their suspicions public. I think they are waiting for the right moment. They know how the whole business works, it will be very interesting to hear what they have to say.
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Re: He was dressed in shiny black pyjamas

  • on: February 27, 2010, 11:11:43 AM
@ arabian nights - in the above scenario, i can imagine them wanting to dress him in black silk trousers to perhaps protect his dignity from prying eyes. People would have been especially interested to 'see' MJ i am sure (sad i know). Also, when he was transported he was covered in white sheets. It was a sunny day though, i can imagine the sheets maybe becoming transparent a little? http://i715.photobucket.com/albums/ww15 ... Plates.jpg
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