There were no diamonds sparkling from his ears. Save for a relatively thin and long silver chain, his neck didn't exhibit anything flashy or of significant proportions. The black leather watch strapped around his left wrist was reminiscent of an old-school Mickey Mouse or Timex watch instead of a Rolex. His semiwrinkled white T-shirt, baggy jeans, and sneakers didn't make much of a, if any, fashion statement. Even the beefed-up Ford Expedition in which he arrived at a Miami Lakes office complex isn't his, but his manager's, Key Records sales and marketing director... More >>>