Radar goes clubbing with the Sons of Hollywood

BOYS GONE WILD Randy Spelling, David Weintraub, and Sean Stewart

Sean Stewart, the son of Rod Stewart and a notorious figure on the LA party circuit, has an announcement to make. He wants his friends and assorted dinner companions at swanky West Hollywood eatery Bridge to know there's more to him than being a scenester, a prankster, a gadabout town.

"I'm not just a party guy," he solemnly intones, pausing as the table takes in his words. Then, his eyes light up as he belts, "I'm a party animal!"

Utterly self-aware, Weintraub knows that the bawdier the night, the more interesting the article, and ultimately the better publicity for his showAs proclamations go, it's not quite as choice as "To women, fine wine, fast cars, and giving it to them from behind, baby," a toast Stewart makes on his new reality TV show Sons of Hollywood (which premiered April 1 on A&E), but the night is young and there's still plenty of time for Rod, Jr., to prove his bona fides. He's out on the town with his co-stars Randy (son of Aaron) Spelling and David (son of no-one famous) Weintraub, the trio on a mission to mix work with fun as they pitch me the pleasures of their show. Or, as Stewart puts it, "We're working men, you know. And [pointing to his girlfriend] she's a working girl. You want a little suckee suckee?"

Touted as a real life version of Entourage, Sons of Hollywood follows these celebrity scions as Stewart attempts to kick-start a rock career, Spelling tries to break into the movies and Weintraub, their agent, has a go at out-Pivening Jeremy Piven. Along the way, the boys hit Vegas, twat about on a golf course, and listen to Randy's sister Tori discuss the finer points of her "retarded" dog's genitals. It's trashy, mostly inane and, judging from its vast advertising budget, A&E's flagship show of the season. Huge billboards proclaiming "Welcome To Real Life. Only Better!" are scattered across Los Angeles and New York. And in return for the attention A&E is lavishing on them, Stewart, Spelling and Weintraub are giving the channel the one thing it lacked. "A&E had an idea of doing stuff in this area," Weintraub explains, "but they never had this access. And that's what we've given them. We've really given them access to this young Hollywood world."

FOREVER YOUNG Stewart

Tonight that world is Teddy's, a club at the legendary Roosevelt Hotel that, even within the ultraexclusive Hollywood club scene, is a bastion of entitlement, which makes it rather exhilarating being shepherded past the waiting hordes—even if it is on Sean Stewart's coattails. That said, actual celebrities are thin on the ground this evening, except for MTV comedian Andy Milonakis, who stops by to crack a few racy jokes about his mother's vagina and say hello, making the Sons of Hollywood the second most famous people in the house.

As Weintraub calls over a waitress, Stewart settles in for a night of being Sean Stewart. At various points in the evening this involves dancing on tables, bumping and grinding with assorted "lay-deez," and mooning the masses. Stewart is clean and sober after a decade spent dabbling in hard drugs, but even without the added stimulation he's a whirling dervish who rarely finishes conversations and constantly pulls up his T-shirt to display his numerous tattoos. According to Spelling, "Sean is one of those people who doesn't consider cause and effect. He's like, whatever happens happens, let me go balls out right now, who cares."

"He's carefree, we like to say," adds Weintraub.