Conspiracy No Theory
Rare Interview Exposes
Conspiracy Against Godfather of Soul
James Brown, in his own words: Race, the Music Industry, and the Mob
Just like what’s happened
Deja Vu, HIStory
repeats…there really ain’t nothing new under the sun, only this time, I declare,
in the name of Jesus, with Michael, ALL of the truth is gonna come out during his lifetime!
Real Player Video (starts at the 4 minute mark):
For years, other people took
credit for helping J5 get started, and I’m sure they had lots of help along the
way, but I for one never knew that it was Mr. James Brown who helped them
get the gig that gave them their first big break.
Brown, The Godfather of Soul"
Published in 1986 –
not sure when I first met the Jackson’s, but I think it was around this time,
too, late 1964 or early 1965, in their hometown of Gary, Indiana. There were
called the Jackson Family then–Jackie, Tito, Jermaine, Marlon, and Michael,
who couldn’t have been but about six years old. I think they were playing
talent shows and amateur things around Gary. Their father, Joe, came to see me
about getting them on the revue. Joe had played guitar with the Falcons, the
group that Wilson Pickett, Eddie Floyd, and a lot of other people came out of,
and he knew about the business. Joe wanted me to carry them around for a while,
get them some exposure and some seasoning, but I did not want to take them out
of school. I thought that if they didn’t make it as entertainers, they’d regret
not getting their formal education.
I was hesitant also because of the
record label fight I was in. If I wasn’t going to be able to get any new
vocal release out, I was afraid it might eventually affect the popularity of
the revue, so it didn’t seem to be a good time expand the payroll. I did put
them on one of the shows in Gary, and they were fantastic. They could really
dance, especially Michael. Their choreography was smooth, and they sang
real nice. You could see Joe had really trained them to be professional. It was
about a year before I saw them again, in Chicago, when I was playing the Regal.
By that time I wasn’t playing the theaters anymore except for the Regal and the
Apollo. I think Al Green was on the show, and Jackie Wilson, too…
The Jackson Family wasn’t booked on the show, but they were backstage. Joe came
to see me about letting them go on. The show was tight, but I said they could
go on at intermission. I knew the Regal would be a good shot for them–a lot
better than those hometown gigs. They did another fine job. A few months later,
when I went back to Chicago to McCormick Place, which was much bigger than the Regal,
they were booked on the show. I think they had a record on a little local label
by then, and they were even better than before.
About a year after the McCormick Place gig, some of my people helped them
get booked into the Apollo, around July 1968. Joe sent some money ahead for
their hotel rooms and to see they were well looked after, since they were still
just kids. Baby James, the cat who worked for me as a bodyguard, was supposed
to take care of it, but something came over him and he spent the money instead.
Now the kids get into New York for the first time; they’re supposed to debut at
the Apollo the next morning, and they don’t have any place to stay, and no
money to eat on. Baby James was afraid to tell me what he had done; instead he
took them over to Byrd’s apartment on Lenox Avenue. By this time Byrd had
married Vicki Anderson, who’d joined the revue as a singer in the spring of
1965. Bobby and Vicki took in the Jackson’s and fed them. After dinner they all
sat around the piano and played and sang. The next morning when the kids got
dressed and ready to go, they told Bobby and Vicky they wanted to sing them a
song. They gathered around the piano and sang a song that had "thank
you" in it. It started out "Thank you for this thank you for
that," and it ended with them all harmonizing on and “we all thank
you" Byrd told me he didn’t know if it was a song they knew or if they had
put it together right that morning, but it was the prettiest song he had ever
heard in his life. That’s the kind of kids the Jackson’s were. Here
they’d had all their money spent up and they were just grateful for what they
did get. They were always well mannered–it was always "yessir" this
and “no, ma’am" that. You could tell they’d had a good upbringing and had
a lot of discipline instilled in them. They’re like that right today.
Thanx to Pearl Jr. @ http://trutalk.us/
for the transcribe.