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...three distinct on-stage personas: Marshall Mathers (his real name), who raps earnestly about the joys of fatherhood and the oppression of celebrity; Eminem, "the emcee who goes onstage sober and spits his metaphors"; and alter ego Slim Shady, "the guy who shows up after a few shots of Bacardi - and wants to fight." Repressing this last figure is a battle whose victory only comes with maturity. "We've all got Slim Shadys up inside of us," he writes. "Most responsible adults know how to ignore that dude or chick. I'm a lot better at it these days...
That's why Bacardi paid $2.2 billion in 2004 for Grey Goose, then a record for a single label, and why distillers are releasing new vodkas each week. Leading the field is Smirnoff, owned by Britain's Diageo, which dropped out of the Absolut bidding to buy a 50% stake in the Dutch premium vodka Ketel One for $900 million...
...rooms on either side of the fourth-floor landing in Kirkland’s H entryway, fueled by the promise of a $200 reimbursement, played host to a horde of sweaty weekend revelers, who appeared to be amply enjoying the issue of a then half-empty handle of Bacardi Gold, which resided beside bottles of Sam Adams and red solo cups littered under a feeble Christmas light display...
...head as he strolled out of a Dublin courtroom last week, a few dogged photographers managed to capture shots of his face. But the next day, every Irish newspaper that brandished his image had to blur out his features. The 41-year-old, who gave half a dozen Bacardi Breezers and vodka shots to his daughter's 12-year-old friend during a sleepover three years ago, and had sex with her when she woke up to vomit during the night, could not be identified - because he was an innocent man. Ireland's Supreme Court had ruled that...
They play in a lonely driveway under a forlorn trumpet and two drums, this silent band. At a yellowed keyboard markered with “Katrina Band of New Orleans,” a gorilla plays forever, an empty bottle of Bacardi in his lap. Next to the pianist, a monster hunches over a guitar, ignoring the empty wine bottle nearby.The lead singer, a mannequin with a gray wig, sings at a rusty microphone. David L. Fountain, 54, calls this wooden statue his wife. Without her, Fountain would have been a bachelor all his life, he says...