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Tuesday, October 03, 2006
It's about to be a WHAT?!@ A GIRLFIGHT!
This past January I traveled to South Korea for two weeks with my a capella group to tour and see some sights. Aside from the bout with food poisoining that left me bed ridden for about three days [and kept me from performing my solo Hey Ya! on Korean national television as was requested by the network] it was pretty awesome. Especially when we scored free tickets to a Backstreet Boys concert; yep you read correctly, the Backstreet Boys. They just so happened to be hitting up South Korea while we were there and one of our South Korean members had an uncle in the biz who scored us some tix.
The show was wonderful for a kid like me. I actually enjoyed the Backstreet Boys growing up and probably made my vocal chords a little better [or worse] by actually singing along to the hits on the few discs I own. And I put it all to the test as I sang along at the show and proceeded to nearly give myself throat cancer. But it was worth it goddamn it and I'll do it again, even if it means shaking my head and rubbing my eyes in disbelief when Nick Carter takes the stage. You see everyone looked the same. Bad-Boy A.J. and his goatee. Kevin and his older than thou looks and presence. Howie and his non-threatening demeanor, and Brian the pretty boy Christian. But when Nick stepped out we were all taken aback. It was if the kid just came back from hibernating, a hibernation in which fasting was not an option. And not only had he put on weight, but he was winded, sweaty, and looked like he was on drugs [and acted like it]. Case in point: A song ends and he grabs A.J. and goes "did you hear that? A yo band play that track again. It was like duh-duh-duh-dom-duh-dom-dom. Like Mario Bros. man. Watch." The band played on, and A.J., along with the rest of us sane human beings in the audience could not hear what he had heard or even knew what the hell he was getting at.
But I digress. Maybe he was having a good time. Come on now, Nick Carter? Wild, crazy, and out of control? Hell naw. Just misunderstood. As evidenced by this:
Who would have thought that a reality show featuring Nick and Aaron Carter would hold your attention? Anybody? Anybody?
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Oh mah gawd. That was like part me (the ghetto in your face bit) and part drug fueled rant. Out of control indeed.
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