Jimmy Jam talking about recording Michael Jackson’s Scream vocals

I can’t think of a studio moment that blew us away more than the first time he got in front of a microphone on “Scream.” It was really funny. First of all, when we put that track together, I had Janet come to Minneapolis. I just said, “I need you to be here for inspiration.” So Terry and I put together four or five different tracks, and for one of the tracks, Janet said, “I hope he doesn’t like this one, because I want this one for me.” And another one of the tracks, she said, “This is the one he’s going to like, I know my brother.”

So we go to the Hit Factory in New York. We played all these tracks, and when the track that ended up being “Scream” came on, he said, “Yeah I like that.” Janet said, “I told you that’s the one he was going to like! I’m so glad he didn’t like that other track.” Well, the other track ended up being “Runaway,” her single from Design of a Decade. I actually thought that track would’ve been a great duet for them, but Michael wanted to be real aggressive and real hard. He had things on his mind about how he felt he was being treated in the press. And the track for “Scream” was sonically perfect for what he wanted to do lyrically.

When he went into the studio, the idea was that he was going to sing it first and then Janet would go in and sing after him. So Janet’s sitting there, me and Terry are sitting there, and Michael goes in. Before he sings, he’s just real calm and quiet, “Can you turn my headphones up a little bit?” Then all of a sudden the music comes on and he starts dancing around the room, hitting all his signature moves. And he’s like, wearing a bracelet or something while clapping — you’re not really supposed to do that when you’re on the mic, but it didn’t even matter. When it was over, I swear to God, it was just silence in the room. He said, “How was that?” We’re like, “Yeah, that sounded really good.” And I turned and looked at Janet and she said to me, “I’ll just do my vocal in Minneapolis.” It was like, “I’m not going to do my vocal right now.” Obviously he just killed it, right? [laughs]

So we go to Minneapolis with Janet, where she does a great job on her vocal. We send it to Michael, he goes, “Wow, Janet sounds great. Where did she record that vocal?” I said it was in Minneapolis. “I’m coming to Minneapolis.” So Michael comes to Minneapolis to re-record his vocal, and it was a real glimpse into his competitive nature. It didn’t even matter that it was his sister. It was just like, “No. I have to redo it. She did hers, I have to redo mine.” It was just crazy, his competitiveness even with his own sister. But it was that drive for perfection. And the original vocal he did in New York ended up being probably 90 percent of the vocal on the final song.

themortonreport.com

2012

Topaz ( song lyrics ) … The B-52s

Topaz ( song lyrics ) ... The B-52s

New cities by the sea.
Skyscrapers are winking.
Some hills are never seen.
The universe expanding.
We’re gazing out to sea.
Blue dolphins are singing.
Minds swim in ecstasy.
Clear planet ever free.

Topaz.
Our hearts are traveling faster.
Topaz.
Faster than the speed of love.
Topaz.
Straight thru a tear in the clouds.
Topaz.
Up to the heavens above.

Bright ships will sail the seas.
Starfishes are spinning.
Some hills are never seen.
Our universe is expanding.
Moonrise upon the sea.
Starships are blinking.
We’ll walk in ecstasy.
Clear planet blue and green.

Topaz.
Our thoughts are traveling faster.
Topaz.
Moving beyond the heavens above.

Planets pulsating, constellations creating.
Voices are guiding me to the cities by the sea.

Deep forest by the sea.
Skyscrapers are winking.
Some hills are never seen.
The universe is expanding.

Topaz.
Our hearts are traveling faster.
Topaz.
Faster than the speed of love.
Topaz.
Straight thru a tear in the clouds.
Topaz.
Up to the heavens above.

Topaz.
Our thoughts are traveling faster.
Topaz.
Faster than the speed of love.
Topaz.
Straight thru a tear in the clouds.
Topaz.
Moving beyond the heavens above.

1989

a dream I had about a parachute man

“Hey Josh,” I yelled as I rushed thru the house, “Look at the parachute man!” I’d just seen him; a man falling from the sky in a neon parachute; from the front seconds earlier. He had already nearly landed in the backyard when Josh turned to look. “Whoa,” he might’ve exclaimed in response. It was instant surprise and excitement as we both looked up thru the big window area over the back door.

By the time we made it to the door, that window view was covered by the sight of a huge parachute that hadn’t yet deflated. “Where did you come from,” I asked the man, a black guy probably 40-something or 50-something years old. He was friendly as he explained, saying something about the local pine straw dealer. I forgot his exact words. I was more concerned about the possibility of him snatching Josh.

He didn’t do anything to make me think he’d try something like that. I just thought of how easy it would be for him to snatch him; Josh was a kid, probably around ten years old; and take off in the parachute. As far as kidnapping a kid and not getting caught by the police goes, it, in my mind, would’ve been like the perfect crime, so I stood behind Josh, close enough to react if he tried, as we continued to chat.

2016 March 05