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Michael is now 59 years old. He's no longer a young, flamboyant, hyperactive youngin anymore. His hair is still long and beautiful, but with hints of gray. His eyes render him blind without the assistance of his glasses, and he walks with a golden cane. Years of bodily wear and tear from long hours of dancing had left him unable to stand for long periods of time and quite impossible for him to walk very long distances without help. The suits he wears are no longer sparkly and eye-catching but of dull, dark colors. Despite his many changes over the years, he was still one handsome and pure-hearted man.
As he grows older, he grows strong. Mentally. He gets that his name holds a lot of weight and that he would never be fully understood. But, one thing he couldn't understand was why people seemed to drag him through the mud whenever he would be minding his business. He usually doesn't respond...Today, something changed that.
"_________? Can you come downstairs, please? I want to show you something." Michael called to you. He was sitting in the living area, in his favorite recliner with his legs crossed, reading a news article on his iPhone. You flew downstairs as fast as your legs allowed you to and stood in front of him. "I'm trending." He sighed calmly as he passed you his phone. You pulled a pair of reading glasses from your pocket and sat on the couch as you began to read:
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In both music and manner, Quincy Jones has always registered — from afar, anyway — as smooth, sophisticated, and impeccably well-connected. (That's what earning 28 Grammy awards and co-producing Michael Jackson's biggest-selling albums will do.) But in person, the 84-year-old music-industry marcher is far spikier and more complicated. "All I've ever done is tell the truth," says Jones, seated on a couch in his palatial Bel Air home, and about to dish some outrageous gossip. "I've got nothing to be scared of, man."
You worked with Michael Jackson more than anyone he wasn't related to. What's something people don't understand about him? I hate to get into this publicly, but Michael stole a lot of stuff. He stole a lot of songs. And The notes don't lie, man. He was as Machiavellian as they come.
How so? Greedy, man. Greedy. — Greg Phillinganes wrote the c section Phillinganes... Michael should've given him 10 percent of the song. Wouldn't do it.
What about outside of music? What's misunderstood about Michael?
I used to kill him about the plastic surgery, man. He'd always justify it and say it was because of some disease he had. Bullshit.
How much were his problems wrapped up with fame?
You mean with the way he looked? He had a problem with his looks because his father told him he was ugly and abused him.
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As you read, tears began to cloud your vision. Michael looked at you and smiled. "Babygirl? Why are you crying? This is okay.I know you're tired of me being bashed, but I've been bashed the past 50 years. Let's be real." He chuckled. He got up and took his phone from you to make a call. "Who are you calling Michael?" You asked.
Michael ignored you and put the phone on speaker.
"Hello Quincy...do you mind if I had a word with you?..."
HI! I'm Bernice for those of you who don't know! 😄 I'm gonna TRY to start back writing! Sooooo, I'm gonna be dropping a few cliff hangers the next few weeks to reel you guys in 😏
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