CINCINNATI (WKRC) -- Cincinnati native Nick Lachey hosts a show on VH1 "Big Morning Buzz Live" and showed Bob Herzog's Frozen parody "Just Don't Go". Bob thought he heard Nick invite him to audition for 98 Degrees. Challenge accepted! But, Bob says he couldn't do it without his "boys". Here are Bob, Adam Clements, John Gumm and photographer Eric Gerhardt with "32", a song about the road work and new ramps on SR 32 in the Eastgate area. Keep your eye out for a special appearance by Drew Lachey.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
A while back, we did a little Q&A with Vegas resident (and one-time “boy bander”) Jeff Timmons. He told us of his plans to open a new male revue on The Strip sometime in the future. After a nationwide tour to stir up interest, Men of the Strip has returned home and is ready to become a reality. As in,”reality TV."
A few days ago, we caught wind of a rumor that Jeff Timmons and his hard-bodied Men of the Stripall-male revue had returned to Las Vegas, supposedly to settle in. We figured they’d be announcing the location for that planned residency any day. Instead, they're here to film segments for an upcoming docu-series. And, the male revue is still, apparently, looking for a home. Or maybe not, depending on how cynical you are towards the reality aspect of these TV shows. (We're talking to you, Pawn Stars).
Hoping to catch a scoop, this writer sent a message to Timmons. And, I reached out to downtown’sPizza Rock, the supposed location for the upcoming shoot. Pizza Rock would neither confirm nor deny, but sent us this cryptic photo as a clue. Clever, guys.
I got there at 7 p.m. last night and taping was already underway. It was hard to miss, even if you didn't catch the disclaimer on the front door. Sound guys, camera crew, and a gaggle of tight-shirted studs were seated together in the center of a nest of empty tables. In an, otherwise, packed restaurant, no less. Chowing down on pizza like all male bodybuilders do. (Hold the sausage, please. ahem) Reality TV, indeed.
Jeff popped in precisely at 8 p.m., triggering a small wave of excitement from dedicated groupies (cleverly disguised as casual diners and hoping to catch a glimpse of the 98 Degrees founder). He was hard to miss in a snug black tank top (and trailed by two women wearing black bikinis and bunny ears, natch).