Touring artists have something called a rider. It has a list of things that the venue is contractually obligated to provide the artist, such as food and pillows and shit like that. Generally, if you are talented, and you have a rider that demands "all red M&M's" or something like that, I can overlook the stupidity of it. But when you're FedEx, really, all you should be asking is that you are even GIVEN backstage space. Bitch is lucky he gets that. All he deserves is a bathroom stall.
Anyways, the Smoking Gun website released his rider. Only six cans of Red Bull? Plus he wants whiskey, vodka, and then hot tea? What the hell?
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