Crashing the Alicia Keys Red Star Soul Showcase @ Spotlight:

So by now ya’ll waiting to hear our first hand account of the show. Well, we can’t exactly give you that—but we can give you the first hand account of all the happenings that went on OUTSIDE as we waited to get it—after an 1hr and half, we never did—*sigh* the life of an intern.

So word on the street was to be there by 8pm, now normally Spotlight on Tuesdays is an informal who’s who of the music and entertainment industry. Video Hoes sashay around looking for the next big director, (or the next blowjob in the bathroom lol). Power chicks with their Cartier briefcases sip martinis and wanna-be ceos, shout into their Bluetooth earpieces—I call them ear roaches.

On a normal night, a guy might have a little trouble getting in, but on the normal its pretty easy, not too many “outsiders” know about it yet and even so it probably wouldn’t be their kind a place ie—Sean John Women’s Launch.

But this night was very different—It was the Red Star Soul Showcase feat. Alicia Keys and SECURITY WAS TIGHT. As Blue Diamond and Myself arrived there was already an aggravated mob forming. At first it seemed like it just might be doable. Two cute girls from a record label—no problem right? WRONG.

Now my tipster told me it should be like any other Tuesday at Spotlight, but the harsh reality set in when we saw green and white wristbands… 20 minutes had passed and there was still no sign of hope. Then we saw our VP of A&R attempt to get in. In the entertainment industry, pass or no pass, ticket or no ticket if you know a guy/girl with JUICE you can virtually get in anywhere with them, (unlike Hollywood where they down right disrespect Yo ass at the door). So we waited about another 15 minutes as we saw our VP of A&R REJECTED!!!???? We hear the bouncer shout “Everyone with tickets—You can’t get in, go home, everyone on a guestlist, OTHER than Red Star, form a line over here.” Our VP said Fuck It and left (we shoulda done the same thing.) But we wanted to get you guys the story—and we also wanted to see our girl Alicia!!


So we eaves dropped and learned that the only guest list they were letting in was MBK entertainment (Alicia Keys’ manager’s company…) We would have just shouted that out--but they were checking that guest list HARRRRD! After about an hour and fifteen minutes as we heard the soft melody of “No One” being played from the inside—we pretty much gave up…
BUT NOT WITHOUT SEEING NEYO’s BESTFRIEND ATTEMPT TO GET IN AS WELL!!!!
You cannot mistake that face. We saw her, in person, in the FLESH! Tryin her dambdest to get in. She got in as far as I know, with no luck. And for the record everyone, it definitely was a woman…a very ugly animated woman.

~The Golden Child~