He lets them into his bedroom and talks to them in his videos.
I just hang out with them and play songs and stuff.
For months you have been asking for a page of shirtless Austin Mahone pictures so we figured we would put one up for you die hard super fans and Mahomies.
And they manage one of my favorite artists, T-Pain.
When I visit him at home in late March, he keeps his two iPhones — one for business, one for pleasure — on the desk in front of him while we talk, responding to his mom as she texts him from the next room.
But as the music business loses its center, fragmenting into ever more genre-specific silos with listeners flocking to independent online distributors, none of the scores of artists trying to break in are quite as poised for success as Mahone.