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How not to win over a crowd
Ultraviolet gets ultraviolent
Just returned from the over-capacity Kid Dangerous launch. Given the solid reps of the party's sponsors and organizers, it had a far more Hollywood frat-boy vibe than I was expecting, complete with jocky dudes breathing Michelob in my face. Bleh.
The Grey Kid did his karaoke-rap thing, but the most notable lesson came when the hyperglam Ultraviolet came on. After receiving a flaccid response, the lead singer (bless her spandexed heart) started getting all drill-sergeant, angrily commanding that people enjoy the set. I totally felt her pain, but you can't force someone to love you. I learned that at my junior prom.
Anyway, I left with a gift bag containing a Monster energy drink, some advertorial post cards, and a tiny keychain of a beer bottle. I won't say they never gave me nothin'. Meh.
Miss Alie Ward
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