Banged Records, New York City, 1966. Neil Diamond sat across from Bert Burns, the legendary producer with connections to the Genoies crime family.…
How does it feel to be one of the bestselling artists of all time? The question sounds simple, almost playful. Are you talking…
I can still hear it. That sound. The echo of thousands of voices chanting my name. The vibration of the drums beneath my…
Celebrities just do photo ops. The hospital director crosses his arms watching Michael Jackson walk toward the pediatric ward. 15 minutes maximum, then…
Black artists don’t sell internationally. The record executive leans back in his leather chair, confident, certain like he’s stating a law of physics,…
Mr. Jackson, please get in the car. Ignore him. The security guard steps between Michael and the homeless man outside the restaurant, trying…
This stage isn’t big enough for both of us. Prince leans against the wall backstage at the American Music Awards, arms crossed, staring…
Michael Jackson steps onto the stage at Wembley Stadium. 72,000 people erupting in thunderous applause when suddenly a voice cuts through the roar…
Los Angeles, 1982. Westlake Audio Studios, Studio D. The thick walls muffle the sounds of the busy boulevard outside, creating a sanctuary where…
Rebecca Stone thought she was writing about Michael Jackson’s damaged childhood. But sitting in her editor’s office, reading her own words back to…