From Joshua Radin's most recent MySpace bulletin:
i just got back from las vegas - i was there for one night with the cast and crew of "scrubs" - so that was a lot of fun. many funny people going crazy in 24 hours. we get there, we hit the blackjack tables, we win, well some of us, then we eat, then we get escorted to a private table upstairs for a jay-z show at 3am. tv people do it right. to be honest, i don't know much about hip hop. i like to dance to it but i can't remember ever listening to the lyrics. well, jay-z is like the beatles of rap so i figured i'd give it a shot. especially cause it was free and i was sitting on the stage about 18 inches from jay-z the entire hour he performed. crazy. also crazy was paris hilton who was sitting next to me the whole night. seriously, next to me, like our legs were touching for a good 5 hours. now don't get the wrong idea. she never once said hello, nor even looked in my direction. five hours. and it was unreal to watch. she must have pulled a compact out of her bag every 6 minutes to stare at herself and pose, while jay-z was performing 18 inches from us. so high-larious. then the best part: after jay-z was finished (by the way, he was introduced to the crowd by michael "let's get ready to rumble" buffer) jay-z left the stage and paris, who had been swilling straight vodka from the grey goose bottle for hours, gets up on stage, has the people in charge throw her "record" on the house stereo for her to lip sync two of her songs. she gets up on the stage, pukes, leaves. note this: she was unable to successfully mouth words that someone else wrote for her. i find the music business charming.
