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audition, we followed Gloria's directions to a wellknown golf community that I had heard of but never visited. When we
pulled up in front of the house-a large, white structure with a circular
driveway and a fountain in the front yard-my eyes widened in shock.
Alex looked at me and said, "Mom, what's wrong? Isn't this the house?"
"Alex," I said in a calm voice, "this is the exact type of house that the
psychic described to me in the reading I told you about."
I suddenly felt as if I was in a dream. All the words the psychic had
said to me about the house came rushing into my head. As we pulled
into the driveway, the front doors opened and a large man with glasses
and light hair stepped out and quickly walked up to the car. I was speechless.
"Hi," the man said, opening Alex's car door and extending his hand.
"I am Lou Pearlman and this is my house. Please come in."
As we made our introductions, Lou walked us into his house. He was
very warm and relaxed, dressed casually in a sports shirt and slacks.
After entering the house, he led us down a small hallway with three
rooms off to the side. I noted that the combination of eggshell-colored
carpeting and tile made for a crisp and clean impression.
The furniture was patterned in tropical colors and shapes. A couple
of solid pastel side chairs accented the room. Next to the living room
was a nicely appointed dining area. Six high-back chairs surrounded a
large glass-topped table. There were lots of large potted plants scattered
tastefully throughout the rooms. We continued until we reached a small
sitting area adorned with two brightly-colored loveseats and a coffee table. On one side was a guest bath, on the other was what appeared to
be a sunken bedroom.
The next room we entered stood out in stark contrast to the others.
We walked down a couple of short steps and into a room that would be
any guy's dream. It was a large game room complete with a pool table and an old-fashioned Coke machine. Everywhere you looked there were
all sorts of movie memorabilia and toys. It was like a mini museum.
There was also a long bar that curved around the side of the room. The
barstools were chrome and black leather.
Alex's promo page when he auditioned for Lou
To the right was a group of couches in front of an entertainment
center; behind that was an atrium with plants and a small pond. The
walls were covered with gold records and plaques. Other than the gold
records I saw nothing that had anything to do with the music business.
It made me wonder what line of work this Mr. Pearlman was in.
There was such a diverse collection of things in that one room that
my head was spinning. Alex was in awe. The look on his face was priceless. He had the wild look in his eyes of a small child who wanted to
touch and try everything. Instead, he held back and stood with his hands
folded in front of him.
We were asked to sit in the entertainment nook, where I noticed a
video camera set up on a tripod. Lou disappeared into a back room and
then an attractive young woman dressed in a nice suit entered. It was
Gloria. Her face seemed of Italian descent; she had dark-brown hair and
eyes. She conducted herself in a professional manner as she explained
that Lou wanted to form a singing group fashioned after New Kids on
the Block. He planned to form his own record label in order to back
them financially.
At that point, she asked Alex if he was prepared to sing and do his
dance routine. Alex said yes and we all sat down to wait for Lou. When
he emerged from what appeared to be an office, he asked Alex to sing.
Alex gave it his all that day. When it came time for the dancing, Alex
did a split and then popped back up. He had those moves down! When
he finished, Gloria asked us several questions about what types of roles
and shows Alex had done during his career. Alex told them about his
musical theater background going back to the age of six.
Alex then told them he had
pulled up in front of the house-a large, white structure with a circular
driveway and a fountain in the front yard-my eyes widened in shock.
Alex looked at me and said, "Mom, what's wrong? Isn't this the house?"
"Alex," I said in a calm voice, "this is the exact type of house that the
psychic described to me in the reading I told you about."
I suddenly felt as if I was in a dream. All the words the psychic had
said to me about the house came rushing into my head. As we pulled
into the driveway, the front doors opened and a large man with glasses
and light hair stepped out and quickly walked up to the car. I was speechless.
"Hi," the man said, opening Alex's car door and extending his hand.
"I am Lou Pearlman and this is my house. Please come in."
As we made our introductions, Lou walked us into his house. He was
very warm and relaxed, dressed casually in a sports shirt and slacks.
After entering the house, he led us down a small hallway with three
rooms off to the side. I noted that the combination of eggshell-colored
carpeting and tile made for a crisp and clean impression.
The furniture was patterned in tropical colors and shapes. A couple
of solid pastel side chairs accented the room. Next to the living room
was a nicely appointed dining area. Six high-back chairs surrounded a
large glass-topped table. There were lots of large potted plants scattered
tastefully throughout the rooms. We continued until we reached a small
sitting area adorned with two brightly-colored loveseats and a coffee table. On one side was a guest bath, on the other was what appeared to
be a sunken bedroom.
The next room we entered stood out in stark contrast to the others.
We walked down a couple of short steps and into a room that would be
any guy's dream. It was a large game room complete with a pool table and an old-fashioned Coke machine. Everywhere you looked there were
all sorts of movie memorabilia and toys. It was like a mini museum.
There was also a long bar that curved around the side of the room. The
barstools were chrome and black leather.
Alex's promo page when he auditioned for Lou
To the right was a group of couches in front of an entertainment
center; behind that was an atrium with plants and a small pond. The
walls were covered with gold records and plaques. Other than the gold
records I saw nothing that had anything to do with the music business.
It made me wonder what line of work this Mr. Pearlman was in.
There was such a diverse collection of things in that one room that
my head was spinning. Alex was in awe. The look on his face was priceless. He had the wild look in his eyes of a small child who wanted to
touch and try everything. Instead, he held back and stood with his hands
folded in front of him.
We were asked to sit in the entertainment nook, where I noticed a
video camera set up on a tripod. Lou disappeared into a back room and
then an attractive young woman dressed in a nice suit entered. It was
Gloria. Her face seemed of Italian descent; she had dark-brown hair and
eyes. She conducted herself in a professional manner as she explained
that Lou wanted to form a singing group fashioned after New Kids on
the Block. He planned to form his own record label in order to back
them financially.
At that point, she asked Alex if he was prepared to sing and do his
dance routine. Alex said yes and we all sat down to wait for Lou. When
he emerged from what appeared to be an office, he asked Alex to sing.
Alex gave it his all that day. When it came time for the dancing, Alex
did a split and then popped back up. He had those moves down! When
he finished, Gloria asked us several questions about what types of roles
and shows Alex had done during his career. Alex told them about his
musical theater background going back to the age of six.
Alex then told them he had
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