The puff paint on his Christian Audigier hat glistens under the sexy lighting at Red Room, and the crowd is transfixed by his drunken confidence. His boyish grin suggests he might sing a little Enrique, but his spiky hair disagrees and makes the crowd think he’ll choose ’N Sync. Yeah, definitely ’N Sync. He licks his lips, ready to give onlookers the show that his bathroom mirror is sick of watching, and then: “All right — stop, collaborate, and listen. Ice is back with my brand-new invention.” It’s karaoke hell for the sober, but if it’s done right, you’ll be singing along before Mr. Spikyhair Ice gets to the chorus. SoBe’s newest place for live,... More >>>