Lance, Joey and Chris --
From the Las Vegas Sun:
It was a perfect opportunity to say something clever, but for once, we froze.
We were at the bar at N9NE (Palms) with Robin Leach and Melissa Rivers Wednesday night when Rivers took off her white, vinyl pointy-toed boot to show us a tattoo on her ankle.
Elsewhere in the casino, the Hart & Huntington Tattoo Co. was holding its grand opening, where notables such as Las Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman, 'N Sync members Lance Bass and Joey Fatone and actress Melissa Joan Hart ("Sabrina the Teenage Witch") were getting tattoos (but generally temporary henna tattoos).
As Rivers bent down again to show off her ankle decoration, all we could think to say was that she looked a lot better in person than on television, which she did. (She had on a frayed, denim miniskirt, a tie-dyed top and a dark jacket.)
But before we could say anything, George Maloof walked by with former "Partridge Family" smart aleck Danny Bonaduce and New York Giants tight end Jeremy Shockey.
"This thing hurts," Maloof told us, as he raised his arm and displayed his new tattoo -- a permanent one: a Sacramento Kings crown logo.
The tattoo may have hurt, but it is likely that nothing else was bothering Maloof. National television show cameras surrounded proprietors Carey Hart (of motocross fame) and John Huntington as they greeted customers.
Inside Rain Nightclub, Good Charlotte, one of the world's hottest punk bands, delivered a blistering 45-minute set, and actress Jaime Pressly presented a surprisingly well-choreographed fashion show that featured stripper poles on stage, but no traditional runway.
And this being the Palms, the casino was swarming with the famous -- including Joe Maloof; N9NE group boss Michael Morton; skateboard deity Tony Hawk; 'N Sync-er Chris Kirkpatrick (in a natty "Bikers for Kerry" T-shirt); Britney Spears' manager, Larry Rudolph; and financier and MGM boss Kirk Kerkorian.
Rocker Vince Neil was there with his companion Leah -- and both his and her parents were along for the evening's activities.
Even the competition was in the house -- Hard Rock Hotel scion Harry Morton and Hard Rock marketing veep Phil Shalala were taking it all in.
Thanks to canalbaby for that.JC --
Timeout NY: Schizophrenic Review JC Chasez Schizophrenic (Jive) Timeout NY, February 19-26, 2004 Issue, No. 438
Pity the poor second banana. JC Chasez always had the looks, the hooks, and the savoir faire to be a popstar. And so he was--just never to the extent of his 'N Sync-mate Justin Timberlake. Thanks to his inaugural solo release, however, Chasez's "Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!" days may be numbered. Granted, JC will likely never touch JT when it comes to boldface moments--after all, it was Justin 'n' Janet's Super Bowl peep show that got Chasez yanked from a Pro Bowl production--but at least he can step up, musically.
Schizophrenic aims big, unleashing a 15-track salvo of skittering dance-floor anthems, candy-coated guitars and stain-sheets balladry. On the Latin-tinged lead single, "Some Girls (Dance with Women)," Chasez playfully inserts himself in the middle of a nightclub sandwich, purring like the cat that drank the cream. "Come to Me" samples the melody of Corey Hart's "Sunglasses at Night," but X-rates the chorus: "Cause when I'm all alone / I lie awake and maturbate / I love to hear the sounds you make / Baby, here I come." Whoa there, cowboy. Despite the icky "Look Ma, One hand!" lyrics, Schizophrenic still funks it up royally, bouncing from sly reggae grooves ("Everything You Want") to syncopated Paisely Park sexcapdes ("100 Ways") with ease. It's hardly flawless: Hallmark sentiment and tinny beats make some unfortunate cameos. But judging by the half-dozen standouts, Chasez may not have to settle for the silver metal much longer.
--Leah Greenblatt
Thanks to foxmonkey.JC --
L.A. Times: More Slippery Than Smooth JC Chasez Schizophrenic 2 stars (out of 4) = fair
Maybe the title is supposed to explain the daffy stylistic jumps contained in the solo debut album from the second 'N Sync member to break out from the pack. Chasez is like a kid racing a car without a steering wheel through the pop landscape, and his unpredictability makes Justin Timberlake's "Justified" seem narrow and stodgy.
But it would take more than a diagnostic title to give this sampler of pop confections any coherence or concentrated effect. By the end, you don't feel you've gotten to know someone, beyond the slick hedonist who struts from most of the songs. Ultimately, all his genre-grazing makes him seem slippery rather than adventurous.
He's at his best when the setting is light and simple and his singing direct and natural. More often he's swamped by the concepts, and the album rises and falls on the listener's tolerance for the superficial, synthetic pleasures of contemporary pop craftsmanship.
Chasez starts off like a Michael Jackson (circa "Off the Wall") acolyte with "Some Girls (Dance With Women)", a Maxim magazine-level nightclub fantasy that's packed with melodic and production hooks. Then it's off into that array of retro R&B, electro-reggae, synth-heavy new wave, slick corporate rock, teen-pop balladry...
Ultimately, Prince emerges as the album's presiding spirit, with Chasez spinning into falsetto passages and airing sexual scenarios with more graphic detail than anyone needs. If people thought Timberlake was trouble, this guy isn't going to get anywhere close to Super Bowl XXXIX.
Richard Cromelin
Thanks to stamplet for transcribing. :)JC --
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Bendy!! Versatile! I cannot WAIT to see this video. - I feel:indescribable

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I've done like another 15-20!
But yes - bendy!
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