The other night Tori and I walked by Spotlight Live, the giant, shiny new(ish) karaoke place in Times Square, and the first thing we noticed was that the girls on stage were being projected Jumbo-Tron-style onto the side of the hotel across the street.
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I really, really, really want to go. I do like to pretend that I'm a giant signing star, and what better way to indugle that fantasy than to be supported by actual backup singers and dancers (both of which this place has). They're having an American Idol-style contest for the next couple of weeks, and some masochistic part of me wants to enter SO BAD.
I think I need to be talked down from the ledge.
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Or 100% encouraged! Consider me one of your roadies, part of your entourage, etc. Anything I can do to cheer you on while not actually getting jumbo-tronned myself.
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