If you haven’t heard of Yacht Rock or Channel101.com then I strongly urge you to check them out. This is apparently a special edition of the second episode of the popular Yacht Rock series.
Happy Birthday Mr Michael McDonald. From everyone at bagaki.com we wish you the best on this mighty fine day.
Well according to Michael’s hair, it looks as though his frosty white locks are starting to thin. A bald Michael McDonald just won’t cut it, get some regain Mike, you need that mystical silver hair to enchant your fans.
FAVORITE YOUTUBE COMMENT:
I mean REALLY, where is there room for COMPLAINT?
One of my personal favorites. I never knew this song was from a soundtrack, let alone a Billy Crystal cop movie. I wonder if Mikey died his beard for this video. It seems like he was going “heavenly white” way before this movie. I may be wrong.
FROM THE YOUTUBE COMMENTS:
I bloody love this flipping song - He’s like a beautiful sounding teddy bear; all cuddly and kind
I couldn’t have said it better myself.
Man does Christopher Cross sound like shit. Don’t get me wrong I’m not saying he can’t sing, I just think his voice has seen better days. Which poses another important question, can a voice see?
I completely forgot about this song. (I know I’m going to hear about that from you Toto fans) Check out the cameo from Michael McD rockin’ it on the roof. This song’s only merit is McDonald’s backup vocals.
You know you have reached ultimate fame when you can be found being impersonated on the internet. While we are not sure if this guy is a fan of Michael or is making fun of him, we are sure that this kinda Michael McDonald publicity is always welcome. If it wasn’t for the sweet sounds that flow from his “touched-by-GOD” vocal chords, I don’t know how I would fall asleep at night.
Whats up with how he is walking towards the piano in the beginning of the video. He is looking all around like he shouldn’t be there. Now who in their right mind would stop Michael McDonald from approaching a piano, especially to play this song. I mean, C’mon. Damn he is young in this video, and sexy too with his shirt undone down his chest and that beard from heaven.
And whats up with Zuul at the end of the video? Freaky
How would any holiday week be complete without some Michael McDonald to sooth your soul. Enjoy this duet with Toni Braxton.
Doesn’t Mike look priestly in this photo. I like the white suit or whatever he is wearing, almost God-like. Fitting for a man that can sing like he does. Michael McDonald… the man with the vocal chords of God.
If you are like me, when you read “Michael McDonald Blog” your heart starts racing and you brace yourself for what might be the highest point in your life. I stumbled across a McDonald blog during a random visit to the blog search engine Bitacle. (As a side note, I wasn’t too impressed with this search engine) I read “The Official Michael McDonald Blog” and just about lost it. I think, OMG Michael is speaking to the masses via this new communication method. I regained a normal breathing pattern after a brief moment of hysteria, and clicked on the link. To my utter disappointment, there was nothing there. There was just one post from February 19th that read:
Welcome to the new Michael McDonald Blog Page. This site will develop into a place where we will post interviews in audio and video form. Please check back soon as the site is constructed.
What a disappointment. The first post was from Feb and still nothing on the site. I was hoping this new blog would complete me, you know, fulfill my soul. So much for that. I guess I will have to go back to stalking that kid I think is Michael McDonald’s cousins son
Last winter Hallmark sponsored Michael McDonald and put together a holiday album. I guess it was only available for a few months and only at Hallmark stores. I am pissed this wasn’t more widely publicized. This is THE Christmas album, I mean Michael wrote the title track.
The title track is a new holiday classic written by Michael and his wife, Amy Holland, for this CD.
It’s a new holiday classic!!! Damn you Hallmark, DAMN YOU. How could I have missed out on this once-in-a-hallmark album. I would have purchased 30 cards to get at one of these discs. Thats what I get for not being a Gold Crown member. You are just not privy to all the great information in life unless you are “in the system”.
(I just wanted to comment on the photo to the left. Mikey is just not “workin’ it for the camera” anymore. I can just hear the photographer… “yes, yes, yes, give me some love, make sweet love to the camera mike, lets make it happen.” “Let me see those baby blues, yes yes yes!” Instead it looks like he is choking on something, and why the dark rings around his eyes, this guy needs sleep. As always, you can click on the photo for a larger image.)
During slumber last night, as vision was depicted in my dream. This vision may scare many of you, and with that being said, you may wish to stop reading at this point. For those strong enough to handle my vision of the future, please read on….
As I lay in deep rest, a message was broadcast to me via my dream. It was a vision of zombie attacks and musical bliss. It started on the 7th floor of a college dorm. There were kids all over the place, many of them hiding in their rooms. As I was visiting with a friend, I noticed this unique looking cat enter the room. It had black and white vertical stripes on it, much like a zebra. I asked my friend is this was his cat and he said yes. Immediately the zebra cat attacked him and bit him in the face and neck. I immediately new this was a zombie cat and that I had to get out of there before it attacked me. My friend now became a zombie and I knew I was next. I turned to the door and saw a pink cat pawing to get out, I though maybe this cat hadn’t been affected yet. As I opened the door to allow for the pink cat’s escape, five more cats ran in. It had duped me, only hinting at its escape to allow for more zombie cats into the room. I knew I had to get out of there; they were amassing to take us over. I quickly ran down the hall to the first door I saw, I turned the handle and luckily it was open. I entered the room to warn the others of the impeding danger and to barricade the door so other zombies could not enter.
This is where the story takes a sudden shift. As I warned the seven beautiful woman of the zombie attack I suddenly found myself standing in a videogame store at a mall. At first it seemed like it was just a small room full of old Nintendo and Sega games. There were thousands of games neatly organized on several shelves. As I approached the back of the store, I saw how large the store had become. Apparently I entered the store in the back entrance, and was only seeing the overstock in the back room. This place was huge, and had every type of video games system in existence, even some that do not exist. As I was browsing, making sure I had every Zelda game made, I received a phone call. It was from my African American hip-hop artist friend. (As a note, in the dream he did not have a name, but for the sake of this story, I will name him Gary.)
Gary indicated that he needed some assistance at his latest gig. So I gathered some friends from thin air, hopped into my white pickup truck and headed into nowhere. While on the way I received a phone call from Michael McDonald. When we arrived at the venue, some type of church or community center Gary was there mingling with the audience before the show. Suddenly my phone rings, to my utter surprise the called id reads: “Michael McDonaldâ€. I’m like, no way Mike’s calling. So I answer and talk to him, but never heard his voice, talk about creepy. He was asking about Gary’s concert and where it was at. All of a sudden I’m standing amongst 30+ people sitting patiently in a church or community center waiting for Gary to perform. I see Gary and he walks over to chat. He is wearing what looks like traditional African garb, and he seems very excited and happy. Suddenly my phone rings again, guess who? Its McDonald again. As I pick up the phone to answer my alarm clock rings.
I’m pissed I couldn’t hang around for Mikey to show up and for Gary to entertain the middle aged folks with his hip-hop styling’s. It would have been sweet if Mike jumped in with a little freestyle. Stupid alarm clocks, they ruin everything good in life.
If you have not seen “The 40 Year Old Virgin” you are missing out on some really great comedy. I had not seen the movie until recently and now I can’t believe I waited so long to see it. As I was watching Michael McDonald shows up! I said out loud, “Holy Shnikes, that is Michael McDonald.” I was in shock. I could not believe what I was seeing. It was really Michael in the movie, but on a DVD playing in a store on all the TVs. There are quite a few references to Mr. McDonald in the movie. This is a MUST SEE MOVIE!!! Just one quote from the movie:
David: Hey, Paula.
Paula: Yeah.
David: I gotta tell you something. I’m really excited about it. Uh, for the first time today, I woke up… I came to the store, and I feel confident to say to you that if you don’t take this Michael McDonald DVD that you’ve been playing for two years straight, off, I’m going to kill everyone in the store and put a bullet in my brain.
Paula: David, what do you suggest we play?
David: I don’t care. Anything. I would rather watch “Beautician and the Beast”. I would rather listen to Fran Drescher for eight hours than have to listen to Michael McDonald. Nothing against him, but if I hear “Yah Mo B There” one more time, I’m gonna yah mo burn this place to the ground.