Encounter #140: One among many.

MJ in the middle there had this little visual ditty made for himself, apparently. It's a good joke. Or, terrifying. Keep those gloves on, dude, and get back in the studio. Sing something fun again, maybe? That'd be cool. Cooler than this. --RWK [via Carlton]

Encounter #118: A frightening remix.

It's almost cool, almost, to see MJ dance here. He still can move his body the way a lot of people would like to move their bodies. But, well, he looks like a ghost. Like a fucking ghoul. And that push-her-head-from-behind move is just disgusting coming from that face/body. Like, totally ill. And, finally, the biggest response: wtf? Fuck Brett Ratner. --RWK [via carlton]

Encounter #117: Frog-like howls still thrill.

On the Rushmore DVD there's a Charlie Rose interview with Bill Murray and Wes Anderson and at one point Bill Murray says something like, "The French can't play rock and roll but they want to tell you all about every session guitar player ever for every rock and roll record ever recorded." I immediately thought of that while watching this. I laughed. Then I realized this shit is just too fucking dope to laugh at. Good job, Frog. Great job, in fact. Keep in touch. --RWK [via derp]

Encounter #50: Grammy's '88

just standing there alone, half-dancing at some points,
so alive as a performer, ahhh, its really satisfying to watch.
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