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Move over, P. Diddy. Clive Davis is in town — and in the words of Rod Stewart and Danielle Steel, “he knows how to throw a party.”

In fact, Steel, who brought her daughters to his Grammy bash Saturday night at the Regent Wall Street, came to town just to attend her old friend’s party. All the barricades, bomb-sniffing dogs and metal detectors in lower Manhattan couldn’t deter the crowd, which included everyone from Aretha Franklin to The Strokes.

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“This is like a big home, and we’ve gotten everybody to come back,” said an enthusiastic Davis, who arrived with artist Heather Headley on his arm. Headley, who performed at the bash, was aglow over her prime placement.

“I’m the date,” she said nervously. “I’ve got butterflies.”

Alicia Keys, who swept last year’s Grammys, was happy to be out of the white-hot spotlight. “It’s good to be on the other side, to hang out backstage and be able to relax,” she said. Both Keys and Kelly Rowland admitted they were looking forward to seeing one artist in particular: Justin Timberlake.

“I’m here for the party. I’m not even here for J. Records,” said Timberlake, who, in turn, had only one artist on his mind: his new love Kylie Minogue, whom he courted at his post-Grammys party Sunday night at Capitale.

Minogue, who chose a Givenchy couture gown for the awards ceremony, was part of an alarming red-carpet trend — overly polished pop stars. Where have all the red-blooded rock stars gone? As they entered Madison Square Garden, the night’s stars looked like well-heeled starlets headed to a movie premiere.

Sure, Gwen Stefani reverted to her punk style during her performance, right down to the bare midriff and faux hawk, but she switched back to her Forties ’do and polkadot dress the second she stepped offstage. As for Norah Jones, she may have owned the evening, taking home five Grammys, but with her nondescript black dress, she looked like she was attending a high school choir performance. Note to Norah: Time to hire a stylist.

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