Michael Jackson - KING OF POP

2009 MTV Music Awards tribute to Michael Jackson
　
地點：美國‧紐約 (U.S.A. New York)
時間：2009.09.13 (日) 9:00 p.m.
　　　(台灣時間 2009.09.14 (一) 9:00 a.m.)
　
Madonna擔任開場致詞，聽了以後忍不住熱淚盈眶的我…
謝謝娜姐說出一個藝人－－尤其是一個偉大的藝人的真實景況，
即使他是樂壇之王，他終究是一個平凡人。
文末放上Madonna的文稿，翻譯我會慢慢上上去。

　
MTV從2000年以後就很少對MJ做揪甘心的事，
事實上，他們更常做一些不好的事嘲笑MJ，
我不看那些垃圾，那只會讓自己生氣還增加垃圾的收視率，
如果MTV認為是他們造就MJ所以可以恣意玩弄於股掌…很抱歉，這帳我不買，
但是我謝謝娜姐，他不需要靠MJ就很有名氣，他們是對等的地位，
他講的話，才真的事發自內心，而不是為了名利的。
MTV常常對MJ釋出惡意，這次我還是謝謝它，但只有這次，也只為這件事，沒有其他更多。
　
緊接在娜姐之後由Janet跳開場舞，
睽違十幾年兄妹合唱的《Scream》終於…此情此景實在…
Janet真的很堅強，看到這段心很酸…
這個舞蹈，今生只能用這種方式合跳了，
Janet, you really did a Great job.
老大一定會以你為傲的。
　
　
Janet Jackson 《Scream》tribute to her brother, Michael Jackson
　
  　　
Janet最後抬頭看天上那幕太催淚，
對大眾來說失去的是一個天才，一個藝人，一個流行的領導者，或者是一個朋友，一個知己，
但對Janet來說，她失去的是家人，她最仰慕的哥哥，
MJ說過很多次，整個家族裡他跟Janet的想法是最相似的…
　
　
　
　
　
以下為Madonna致詞文稿：
原文出處：http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1621390/20090913/jackson_michael.jhtml
截圖：http://album.blog.yam.com/album.php?userid=mabo750166&folder=6624983
　
　　
Michael Jackson was born in August, 1958. so was I.
Michael Jackson grew up in the suburbs of the Midwest. So did I.
Michael Jackson had eight brothers and sisters. So do I.
When Michael Jackson was 6
he became a superstar and was perhaps the world's most beloved child.
When I was 6 my mother died.
I think he got the shorter end of the stick.
　
I never had a mother, but he never had a childhood.
And when you never get to have something, you become obsessed by it.
I spent my childhood searching for my mother figures;
sometimes I was successful.
But how do you recreate your childhood
when you are under the magnifying glass of the world for your entire life?
　
There is no question that
Michael Jackson was one of the greatest talents the world has ever known.
...That when he sang a song at the ripe old age of 8,
he could make you feel like an experienced adult was squeezing your heart with his words.
... That the way he moved had the elegance of Fred Astaire and packed the punch of Muhammad Ali.
... That his music had an extra layer of inexplicable magic that didn't just make you want to dance but actually made you believe that you could fly,
dare to dream, be anything that you wanted to be.
Because that is what heroes do. And Michael Jackson was a hero.
　
He performed in soccer stadiums around the world,
he sold hundreds of millions of records,
he dined with prime ministers and presidents.
Girls fell in love with him, boys fell in love with him,
everyone wanted to dance like him, he seemed otherworldly,
but he was also a human being.
Like most performers, he was shy and plagued with insecurities.
　
I can't say we were great friends,
but in 1991 I decided I wanted to get to know him better.
I asked him out to dinner: I said, 'My treat, I'll drive, just you and me.'
He agreed and showed up to my house without any bodyguards.
We drove to the restaurant in my car. It was dark out, but he was still wearing sunglasses.
I said,
'Michael, I feel like I'm talking to a limousine,
do you think you could take off those glasses so I could see your eyes?'
He paused for a moment, then he tossed the glasses out the window,
looked at me with a wink and a smile and said,
'Can you see me now, is that better?'
　
In that moment, I could see both his vulnerability and his charm.
The rest of the dinner,
I was hell-bent on getting him to eat French fries, drink wine, have dessert and say bad words,
things he never seemed to allow himself to do.
Later, we went back to my house to watch a movie and we sat on the couch like two kids,
and somewhere in the middle of the film, his hand snuck over and held mine.
It felt like he was looking for a friend more than a romance and I was happy to oblige him.
And in that moment he didn't feel like a superstar, he felt like a human being.
We went out a few more times together and then for one reason or another we fell out of touch.
Then, the witch hunt began
and it seemed like one negative story after the other was coming out about Michael.
I felt his pain.
I know what it's like to walk down the street and feel like the whole world has turned against you.
I know what it's like to feel helpless and unable to defend yourself
because the roar of the lynch mob is so loud that you are convinced your voice can never be heard.
　
But I had a childhood,
and I was allowed to make mistakes and find my own way in the world without the glare of the spotlight.
When I first heard that Michael had died I was in London,
days away from the opening of my tour.
Michael was going to perform in the same venue as me a week later.
All I could think about in that moment was that I had abandoned him.
That we had abandoned him.
That we had allowed this magnificent creature that once set the world on fire to somehow slip through the cracks.
While he was trying to build a family and rebuild his career,
we were all busy passing judgment.
Most of us had turned our backs on him.
　
In a desperate attempt to hold onto his memory,
I went on the Internet to watch old clips of him dancing and singing on TV
and onstage and I thought,
'My God, he was so unique, so original, so rare. And there will never be anyone like him again.'
He was a king.
But he was also a human being and alas,
we are all human beings and sometimes we have to lose things before we can truly appreciate them.
I want to end this on a positive note and say that my sons, age 9 and 4,
are obsessed with Michael Jackson.
There's a whole lot of crotch-grabbing and moonwalking going on in my house,
and it seems like a whole new generation of kids has discovered his genius
and are bringing him to life again.
I hope that wherever Michael is now,
he is smiling about this.
　
Yes, yes Michael Jackson was a human being, 
but dammit, he was a king. Long live the king.