This page began on July 17, 1998
Last Updated:February 27th, 1999
Do any of you live near Burgettstown, PA or Holmdel, NJ and like NSYNC????
Well, I have two tickets to each concert onsale from me for anyone that wants to
go. Just email me and let me know if you want them.
Well, I'm glad you
finally got here. The boys have been asking about you.
They've been in and out of the castle and you were no
where to be found. Here's a map of the castle. Go on.
Get going. They're waiting. I've also pointed out on
the map where some of the guests are. Who am I? I'm Beany
of course, the ghost of Backstreet Castle. NO!!! Dont
run away. I'm friendly and I know alot about the Backstreet
Boys. Your at the front door right now so come on in.
Remember, I tend to talk alot and you'll find me everywhere
in the castle so just listen to me jibber away. I might
say something useful.
Note to Castle guest: Beany is about 9 years old and
tends to talk in third person.(In other words, instead of
saying, "I like the Backstreet Boys," he says, "Beany likes
the Backstreet Boys." He often gets lonely and loves to get
emails from you so please write him.
*~*~Visit the Backstreet Castle Rooms!!~*~*
Pay Per View news
Hundreds of new photos
Lots of news, including some girlfriend pictures!!
Added chapters to Lorraine and Emilies stories, also a new on
by Jennie
IF you are looking for good pics of the group, brian, or nick, I'd
head to their rooms because only the best was picked from around the net.
This is me, but minus the braces, I got them off!! And this was taken
about 3 years ago, a recent picture is soon to come
ATTENTION: Beany is thinking of starting up a pen pals
system through the Backstreet Castle. If you want a pen
pal, write to Beany and let him know
Meet the caretakers of the Backstreet Castle Little
Fricky Fluff, Little Fracky Fluff, Chaos Fluff, Sweet D.
Fluff, Train Fluff, B-rok Fluff, Funky Fluff, Messy Marvin
Fluff, Crazy Fluff and Baby Fluff, all born on July 8, 1998.
Here is the entire "Teen People" article on the boys. The Pictures
are after the article
Teen People....hangin with....Backstreet Boys
As they were getting ready to embark on their first major U.S. tour, Backstreet Boys invited TEEN PEOPLE to
hang with them at their home base in Orlando and on the L.A. set of their new video, "I'll Never Break Your
Heart." We learned that, as tight as this group may be, the Boys are still total individuals. Nick At 18, Nikolas
Gene Carter is the group's youngest member. He's also the tallest (six-feet-one), the blondest and the most
popular. Which is why he's having a hard time convincing a record company rep to let him wear his hair in a
multitude of funky braids for the band's new video. "It'll look phat," Nick insists, intent on modeling his look on
Cloud, a character in PlayStation's Final Fantasy VII game. Finally, a compromise is reached: no braids, but a
definitely edgier-than-usual 'do that complements Nick's futuristic get-up and plastic bubble gum. With his
cherubic face and his obsession with toys and comic books (he plans on drawing an official Backstreet Boys
series), Nick is every inch the baby Boy. But he's not as innocent as he seems. A five-year music industry
veteran, he's more business-minded--and more worldly--than his band mates were when they were 18. "I can't
imagine having to deal with what we have to deal with now at his age," says Nick's best pal Brian Littrell, 23.
"When I was eighteen, we weren't a hot commodity. I got to ease into it." Nick, on the other hand, has a hard time
remembering what it was like not to be in high demand. Only 13 when he joined up with the Boys, Nick worked
with a full-time tutor from junior high on; this past spring, he received his high school diploma in a hotel room
while the group was on the road. Missing out on high school doesn't bother Nick, but missing out on everyday
things--like shooting hoops--does. "I love basketball. Just to play, period," Nick, who once dreamed of playing
college ball. "I could be so much better, but I don't have the time." He laments not having time for a girlfriend
either. "Takes devotion," he says of a relationship, adding, "A few of the other guys have had girlfriends in the
past, and it just didn't work." Nevertheless, the Carter home near Tampa, Fla., remains a magnet for girls who
sit--sometimes all day long--with their faces pressed against the eight-foot-high fence. Nick takes advantage of
nearby Tampa Bay for his escape from all the attention, spending time aboard his boat. Sometimes he brings his
family--sisters Bobbi Jean, 16; Lesley, 12; and Angel, 10 (whose twin brother, Aaron, is the clan's newest singing
sensation); dad Bob, his career advisor; and mom Jane, who manages Aaron. But often, he sets sail alone. "The
ocean does something to me that is unexplainable," Nick says. "Just being out there and realizing I'm alive." Brian
Brian Littrell is lucky to be alive. When he was five years old, his heart suddenly stopped beating for about 30
seconds. "I remember them taking me out of bed and putting me in a tub of ice to cool my body off," the
Lexington, Ky., native says of the nightmarish hospital stay that doctors said should have been his last. "Then
they put me back in bed with only a sheet to cover me. Ten minutes later, they put me back in the ice. This kept
up for an hour. Then I blacked out." His mom, Jackie, watched as her son's eyes rolled back in his head. Warned
that Brian, his heart weakened and infected, probably wasn't going to make it, she did the only thing she could:
pray. "I just had a faith inside that this wasn't the end of Brian," says Jackie. "God just reached down and
touched that child, and he started on his way up." Eighteen years later, the Littrells, Jackie and Harold, found
themselves once again worrying about the health of their younger son (Brian's brother, Harold Jr., is 26). Last
November, doctors discovered that the congenital hole in Brian's heart had caused the organ to enlarge
considerably: If it wasn't operated soon, his life could be in danger. "My inital thought was, 'Great timing!"' Brian
says, sighing. The Boys were finally successful in the U.S., thanks to their first chart-topping single, "Quit
Playing Games (With My Heart)." Two months without a lead singer would seriously impact the group. So, for
the benefit of his band--and against his parents' wishes--Brian put off the procedure for six months. (He finally
underwent surgery in May and is now fully recovered.) Brian's mom resigned herself to his decision: "He's always
been a team player." And a fighter. Jackie recalls Brian's annaul attempts to join his high school basketball team:
"He never made it, because of his size." Finally, after getting cut yet again his junior year, the church choirboy
made an announcement. "I learned something today," he said. "I can play ball as good as any of those guys, but
none of them can sing like me." And now he's got the fans to prove it. Howie Howard Dorough, Howie D. for
short, is known to the others as Sweet D. "Once, when we couldn't sign autographs because there were too many
fans, he was too nice and stopped, and he got trampled by them," says A.J. McLean, Howie's pal of 10 years and
his BSB cofounder. "He fell down like a turtle on his back, his feet kicking up." Good-natured Howie, 24, loves to
give back to his fans. While the other Boys vacationed during Brian's recovery this past spring, Howie made
appearances in South America, where his Puerto Rican heritage (on his mom's side) and his Spainsh speaking
skills (he's even appeared on Spainsh soap operas) have made him incredibly popular. Howie has been acting and
singing since he was a kid, but his first real love was dancing. "I was in an all-boy ballet group one time," says
the Orlando native (and arguably the Boys' best dancer). "It was cool as heck." But then came a talent
competition in Howie's senior year. "When I sang 'Unchained Melody,' I hit the high note and got a standing
ovation," he says. "When I was done, they didn't even was to [see] any more people. They were ready to give me
the award." Now the falsetto in a wildly successful singing group, Howie couldn't be happier. Well, actually, he
could--if BSB's detractors would stop critizing them for not playing instruments. "You don't see Boyz II Men
playing instruments," he says. "We're not like Hanson--we're not a rock 'n' roll band. We're an R&B harmony
vocalist group." As one of the eldest Boys, Howie is focusing on the future: He's started a company, Sweet D
Inc., which is currently developing condominiums on Florida's east coast. And he hired some of his family (which
consists of mom Paula; dad Hoke; older brother John; and older sisters Pollyanna, Caroline and Angie) to run the
operation. A.J. Alexander James McLean, known as A.J., is techincally an only child. But he considers the Boys
his adopted brothers, and his mom, Denise, is the group's unofficial den mother. She monitors their schedule,
deals with emergencies (like when Kevin Richardson had to have his appendix out in Germany last October) and
is the liaison for the band's international fan clubs. Denise and A.J.'s dad, Robert, got a divorce when A.J. was
four years old. Then, when he was six, A.J. says, "I saw him for about two days at Christmastime. That was it. I
never saw him again." Until he was 18, that is, when A.J. decided to pay his dad a surprise visit. "This guy opens
the door and I'm like, 'Is there a Robert McLean home?"' says A.J., who earlier the same morning had discovered
that his father lived just minutes away from his own Orlando apartment complex. "He said, 'Alex?' I was like,
'Whoa! Dad, you recognize me?' I walked in, and there's Backstreet Boys stuff everywhere! He'd been keeping up
with me since the day I started!" The most rebellious Boy, 20-year-old A.J. plays up his nonconformist image with
frequent hair-color changes, a variety of tattoos and a gruff, rap-style singing voice. But he wasn't always so
tough, it seems. Laughs Howie, "The first time I met him at a talent competition he was just a little pipsqueak, a
little geek." Howie and A.J. were both aspiring actors as kids, and Howie reports they were often up for the same
parts because of their similiar Latin looks. "He was doing this little puppet show to the Paula Abdul song,
'Opposities Attract.'" A.J.'s still an occasional puppeteer--and he still loves to be in control. In fact, although the
Boys' record company executives and management aren't exactly thrilled with his bad-boy look, he keeps pushing
the limits. Even today, with the smell of peroxide perfuming his newly bleached hair, he's pondering his next style
statement: a pierced eyebrow. Why is A.J. so intent on challenging the powers that be? One good reason: "The
fans love it." Kevin He may not be the flashiest dancer. And of the five Boys, he probably has the fewest lead
parts to sing. But behind the scenes, it is Kevin Richardson, the one the others sometimes call Freight, who keeps
the speeding Backstreet train on track. A perfectionist, Kevin approaches each task--whether it's giving a pep talk
to his fellow singers during the TEEN PEOPLE photo shoot or making sure a steak is barbecued just right--with
the take-charge manner of a CEO. "My dad was probably the one who instilled that in me," says Kevin, 26, taking
a break between Walt Disney World's Grad Night shows underneath Cinderella Castle, the very place he used the
suit up as Aladdin when he worked there in 1993. '"He would always say--pardon my French--'If you're gonna
half-@$$ it, don't do it at all."' His father Jerald's death from colon cancer six years ago made Kevin "a lot more
serious," says Brian, who's also Kevin's cousin (Brian's dad and Kevin's mom, Ann, are siblings). A Kentucky
native, Kevin joined the Backstreet Boys soon after moving to Orlando. At 21, the baby of the family (his
brothers are Jerald Jr., 33, and Tim, 30) suddenly found himself a big brother to his new band mates--three of
whom had yet to finish high school. But Kevin's self-appointed role as the group's watchdog doesn't always sit
well with the others. "I think deep down inside he feels that his contribution to the group is to be the oldest and
to make sure everything is straight. That's just the way he is," says Brian. "But here I am, gonna be twenty-four,
and I really don't need Kevin telling me what to do." "The fellas probably think I'm the hardest or the roughest or
teh meanest," admits Kevin, "but I'll cry at the drop of a hat sometimes." And in public, no less. When the group
played his home state for the first time, Kevin teared up upon spotting his family in the audience. He also wept
during a show on their last trip to Montreal: "There was a kid in the front row, and I knew he was blind. He
couldn't see us, but he was smiling. I said to A.J., 'He's blind, go and touch his hand,' and A.J. did. And I just
started crying, you know? I just lost it." Though the cutthroat music business can sometimes be unsettling for
this family-oriented country boy (record execs have tried on occasion to break up the group by offering certain
members solo contracts), Kevin says fans like that one make it all worthwhile. "We're touching people's lives and
making people forget about their problems for a moment." He pauses. "That's what music's all about, I think."
Ok you can leave now. Cya
Do you think we should put Aaron Carter in the Castle?? Email Beany
and let him know