I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want.
Madonna is coming at you with some material girl diva demands after the success of her Confessions On A Dancefloor album. If you want to see her in concert (again), promoters are apparently looking at meeting a number of hefty needs and wants...depending on how you look at it. To lock a deal that could earn her upwards of $150 million Madge is insisting on such things as a private jet, personal chef, kabbalah teacher, masseuse and a tour confined only to summer dates as not to interfere with her children's schooling
Personally, I think these promoters are getting off easy. It's freakin' Madonna...what do they expect?!?! Not only are these demands reasonable, if I happened to be Madonna Louise Veronica Ciccone Penn Ritchie they’d be meeting more demands than that. Come up with astronaut lessons, a contract for global domination, teleportation to and from concerts, magic carpet (for personal use only), Gianni Versace back from the grave to design my concert apparel and a traveling mansion set up like the game “Chutes and Ladders” and we’d be talking a summer tour deal.
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