I had known for over three weeks that Adam Lambert would be a guest on Oprah on Tuesday, January 19. A week prior to the show I received a text from Amber reminding me. The day of I made sure to check on the Shaw listings guide exactly what time the show was coming on. 5pm, I could hardly wait!
Around 3:45pm Gunnar arrived home from school and asked if he could go to a friend's house after he delivered papers. I didn't see why not so he called up his friend and made arrangements. He then informed me that I would have to drive him to his friend's house in Ryder's Ridge; here I'd thought the friend lived in Westwood. Oh well, no prob. I had to get a few things from Walmart anyway. I'd just drop Gunnar off, do my shopping with the other three kids in tow, then pick Gunn up on my way home. An hour to shop, an hour for him to 'play' at his friend's house (whatever 11 yr old boys do), it was a good plan.
Well, good plans are meant to go awry, right? An hour of shopping turned into an hour and a half. It was 6:15pm when I picked him up, giving us half an hour before I had to have him at the arena for a hockey practice. Thank God the friend's mom thought to feed him supper! We had just enough time to drive home, unload the groceries, get the hockey gear and race to the arena.
On the drive there, I had a nagging thought in the back of my mind. What was I forgetting? Then... it hit me. Adam. Oprah. A 3-week standing date with my obsession, missed! Because I went SHOPPING. At Walmart.
When the thought struck me, I was so shocked and horrified that I slammed on the brakes (good thing noone was behind me!) and looked at Gunnar with angry dismay, "YOU! I missed Oprah because YOU wanted to go to a friends house! Ohmygod, I can't believe I missed Adam on Oprah! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!" (Of course I reassured Gunnar later that no, it wasn't really his fault, obviously it was mine for being such a forgetful airhead.)
I literally felt sick to my stomach. Didn't help matters when I returned home and saw someone had called and left a message while we'd been gone. It was Christine, informing me that Adam Lambert was on Oprah right now and there was some behind-the-scenes stuff going on and it was a great interview but I was probably already watching it right now, she just thought she'd call, you know, in case I was missing the show.
I am such a bad Glambert.
But guess what? YouTube to the rescue! I watched and favorited all four parts of the interview; was a little disappointed he sang Whataya Want From Me instead of Fever (I'm so obsessed with that song) but it was a great interview. And here's a part I found most interesting...
Adam: (talking about life before Idol, working in theatre and feeling bored) "I kinda asked for something to happen."
Oprah: "Asked who?"
Adam: "The Universe."
Oprah: "Okay, and HOW did you ask?"
Adam: "Positive projection. Affirmation. Really imagining what my life could be, and what I really wanted out of it."
He later stated the obvious, "The Universe came through in a big way."
But I find it so cool that Adam's comments mirror my theory exactly, that of positive thinking and true belief and how it really does work. Put something out there in the universe, with pure intention and thought, and it comes back. See, you guys? I'm even on the same wavelength as the guy! He is so totally mine.
Here's a clip of the first part of the interview; the convo starts around the 4:30 minute mark and his comments are at about 5:00.
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Friday, January 22, 2010
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
WARNING: Your eyes are about to melt (and certain other body parts)... NSFW!! TMI!!
I knew it. I KNEW IT!! Did I not tell y'all that I could see Adam Lambert with a guy or a girl? And here he is, in all his sinfully sexy glory. With a woman. Of course, I want to rip her hair out and scratch her face; I mean, she gets to be naked with MY man, Adam. NAKED. And he's clutching her, um, well, check it out for yourself. I wonder if that chick even knows how lucky she is, and how many Glamberts across the world pray nightly for a chance to be in her shoes. The one pic, where his face is like inches away from "her", can you imagine the magazine people running that concept past Adam and the model? If I was that girl, I'd probably get the giggles or something doing that pose. Oh, who am I kidding, I'd have him in a headlock. Not using my arms. Heh!
(This is from his new spread in Details magazine. Whoever pulled my name for the Xmas gift exchange, Amber I think, here ya go, just get me Adam's new CD -- out Nov. 23rd -- and this magazine, and some batteries (*snicker*) and I'm good.)
I'm not even going to caption each pic, especially the last few. My mind is firmly embedded in the gutter right now and I want to savor it, hah. Besides, the pics pretty much speak for themselves...
(This is from his new spread in Details magazine. Whoever pulled my name for the Xmas gift exchange, Amber I think, here ya go, just get me Adam's new CD -- out Nov. 23rd -- and this magazine, and some batteries (*snicker*) and I'm good.)
I'm not even going to caption each pic, especially the last few. My mind is firmly embedded in the gutter right now and I want to savor it, hah. Besides, the pics pretty much speak for themselves...
Thursday, May 21, 2009
A True Class Act
Adam's response when asked about the finale results and the difference between he and Kris:
"I knew it was going to be a close race. He's incredibly talented, and he's a good person. We got to do a really good finale, and we're both going to do great things in the future. For me, it's not about what happened tonight, it's about the future.
"I think that Kris won because he's a great artist, and I was happy to be a runner-up to that.
"We are seemingly so different, but we found a way to get along and find a common bond. Mostly through music, but also just through talking and getting to know each other.
"And if there's anything that can come from this experience that I hope all the fans out there can pick up is that even if you're really different, there's a way to get along with each other.
"It's not about, 'You beat me because of this.' Or, you're different. It's about finding the common stuff that makes it work. We got out there and did the Queen duet and we made it work because we found a common ground with each other.
"If there's anything we can take from this, it's bringing you guys together is what our goal was, not separating you."
(Source: Eye On Idol on Comcast.net - Live Blog).
"I knew it was going to be a close race. He's incredibly talented, and he's a good person. We got to do a really good finale, and we're both going to do great things in the future. For me, it's not about what happened tonight, it's about the future.
"I think that Kris won because he's a great artist, and I was happy to be a runner-up to that.
"We are seemingly so different, but we found a way to get along and find a common bond. Mostly through music, but also just through talking and getting to know each other.
"And if there's anything that can come from this experience that I hope all the fans out there can pick up is that even if you're really different, there's a way to get along with each other.
"It's not about, 'You beat me because of this.' Or, you're different. It's about finding the common stuff that makes it work. We got out there and did the Queen duet and we made it work because we found a common ground with each other.
"If there's anything we can take from this, it's bringing you guys together is what our goal was, not separating you."
(Source: Eye On Idol on Comcast.net - Live Blog).
INJUSTICE! BETRAYAL! THE BIGGEST UPSET IN HISTORY!!
You know its going to be a bad day when you wake up feeling hungover and you didn't even drink the night before. That's how I feel this morning -- groggy, achy, sore eyes, slightly nauseous (don't any of you even DARE to comment that I might be pregnant!!! Trust me, its impossible right now). And the reason for this is because last night my wonderful, sweet, uber-talented, dead-sexy future hubby, Adam Lambert, LOST AMERICAN IDOL TO THAT BIBLE-THUMPING HAYSEED POSER KRIS ALLEN!!!
I had said before that if he lost, I was done with Idol. And I am. I had said that if he lost, everyone better be prepared to see one of the worst tantrums in history, I was going to flat-out destroy stuff! I was going to grab the nearest thing to me, run out on the front lawn (so I didn't destroy the house) and just smash it, over and over. That my screams of rage and frustration would echo straight out to space. Well, my reaction at seeing those final five minutes of Idol weren't quite that dramatic, but I did punch the couch. And cry. Yes, I did. I cried.
It just seemed like such an injustice, such a betrayal of the whole idea of Idol -- that the one who deserves to win, should and will. And it didn't happen that way! The fact that Kris won based not on talent or deserved-ness, but because he had three factions voting for him, that it was all politics, just kills me. Adam had his loyal Glamberts voting for him, but Kris had his own fan base, most of Danny's fan base (because the mentality is that you either love Adam or hate him, and Danny is a safe, middle-of-the-road singer like Kris, so his fans easily crossed over to Kris's side), as well there are many websites out there, like VoteForTheWorst, who recruit and encourage people to vote for who shouldn't win. So with all those people voting for Kris, the poor Glamberts just couldn't match those numbers, even though I'm sure my fellow Glams voted till their fingers fell off.
Even Kris realized that what happened was a major upset. The look on his face when his name was announced, even though I'm extremely bitter right now I'll give him that, the total shock he was in, even HE thought Adam would win. And he said that, "Adam should have won, I'm sorry." So that made my opinion of him go up a bit. To zero. From negative-five.
Adam was so gracious about it, and genuinely happy and excited for Kris. That's the kind of guy he is. He's become really good friends with Kris, which is kind of weird but neat, seeing as how they're polar opposites. One's a married church-going southern boy who plays accoustic guitar and likes country music. The other one's a gay/bi glam-punk-emo-rocker who likes makeup, jewelry, painted fingernails, outrageously awesome outfits and shoes, and can shatter glass with his roof-raising screams. Sort of a 'when two worlds collide' thing.
But the thing that made me get emotional and start leaking tears was that this guy, so talented and genuine, who's worked so hard all his life to get where he is today, he TRULY deserved to have that moment in the spotlight, you know? He deserved to know that feeling of overwhelming love and acceptance when his name was called, to know that the majority of America was rooting for him and wanted to see him crowned the Idol. Even though Kris is his friend, I'm sure Adam knows that he is the better singer, more talented. He put his heart and soul into every performance, gave 100% every time and then some, took the time and thought to make each performance his own. And so for his name NOT to be called, for America to choose the 'safe' guy, the non-controversial one, who's probably done nothing more daring in his life than voting for Obama... arrghh! What a travesty. Adam has said that he's battled other's opinions, been picked on, teased and tormented, his entire life, and that he persevered by ignoring all that, pushing on and just being who he is, staying true to himself. But I imagine that there was still a part of him that longed for the unconditional acceptance of his peers. And last night should have been the moment where he was given that! Instead, once again he was shown that the majority of people simply aren't at that stage of non-judgemental acceptance and openminded-ness. Adam was robbed not only of the Idol title, but of having his moment in the sun, knowing that HE was our Idol, that "we love him, we really love him!" It just makes me sick.
And so I'm trying to be positive about the whole thing, which is not an easy thing to do. The only thought that soothes the beast is knowing that either way, Adam has made it. Simon has said that Idol is just a stepping-stone for Adam, that he will go on to have a fantastic, world-wide career that will last. Whereas Kris Allen, in my opinion, will probably make his Idol-produced album and then fade into obscurity, like Idols before him Taylor Hicks, Ruben Studdard, and Fantasia Barrino. In the long run, coming second-place will most likely work to his advantage. Look at Chris Daughtry, he made it fourth-place then got voted off (second biggest upset in Idol history), and his career since then has sky-rocketed. Adam will still get to make his album (part of the Idol contract, 2nd place still gets you a record-deal), and because he's not the official Idol, and therefore subject to certain codes of conduct and musical restrictions, he can do the kind of music he wants to. He's not limited to safe, happy, radio-friendly tunes that the producers push on him. He can break the mold, stretch his limits, melt our hearts and faces with his blistering vocal talent.
So yeah, there you have it. My heart broke for him last night, but my love will always remain. Let Kris take the glory and adulation, while Adam stands back, shakes himself off, and gears up for the mega-career coming his way. I can't wait!!
I had said before that if he lost, I was done with Idol. And I am. I had said that if he lost, everyone better be prepared to see one of the worst tantrums in history, I was going to flat-out destroy stuff! I was going to grab the nearest thing to me, run out on the front lawn (so I didn't destroy the house) and just smash it, over and over. That my screams of rage and frustration would echo straight out to space. Well, my reaction at seeing those final five minutes of Idol weren't quite that dramatic, but I did punch the couch. And cry. Yes, I did. I cried.
It just seemed like such an injustice, such a betrayal of the whole idea of Idol -- that the one who deserves to win, should and will. And it didn't happen that way! The fact that Kris won based not on talent or deserved-ness, but because he had three factions voting for him, that it was all politics, just kills me. Adam had his loyal Glamberts voting for him, but Kris had his own fan base, most of Danny's fan base (because the mentality is that you either love Adam or hate him, and Danny is a safe, middle-of-the-road singer like Kris, so his fans easily crossed over to Kris's side), as well there are many websites out there, like VoteForTheWorst, who recruit and encourage people to vote for who shouldn't win. So with all those people voting for Kris, the poor Glamberts just couldn't match those numbers, even though I'm sure my fellow Glams voted till their fingers fell off.
Even Kris realized that what happened was a major upset. The look on his face when his name was announced, even though I'm extremely bitter right now I'll give him that, the total shock he was in, even HE thought Adam would win. And he said that, "Adam should have won, I'm sorry." So that made my opinion of him go up a bit. To zero. From negative-five.
Adam was so gracious about it, and genuinely happy and excited for Kris. That's the kind of guy he is. He's become really good friends with Kris, which is kind of weird but neat, seeing as how they're polar opposites. One's a married church-going southern boy who plays accoustic guitar and likes country music. The other one's a gay/bi glam-punk-emo-rocker who likes makeup, jewelry, painted fingernails, outrageously awesome outfits and shoes, and can shatter glass with his roof-raising screams. Sort of a 'when two worlds collide' thing.
But the thing that made me get emotional and start leaking tears was that this guy, so talented and genuine, who's worked so hard all his life to get where he is today, he TRULY deserved to have that moment in the spotlight, you know? He deserved to know that feeling of overwhelming love and acceptance when his name was called, to know that the majority of America was rooting for him and wanted to see him crowned the Idol. Even though Kris is his friend, I'm sure Adam knows that he is the better singer, more talented. He put his heart and soul into every performance, gave 100% every time and then some, took the time and thought to make each performance his own. And so for his name NOT to be called, for America to choose the 'safe' guy, the non-controversial one, who's probably done nothing more daring in his life than voting for Obama... arrghh! What a travesty. Adam has said that he's battled other's opinions, been picked on, teased and tormented, his entire life, and that he persevered by ignoring all that, pushing on and just being who he is, staying true to himself. But I imagine that there was still a part of him that longed for the unconditional acceptance of his peers. And last night should have been the moment where he was given that! Instead, once again he was shown that the majority of people simply aren't at that stage of non-judgemental acceptance and openminded-ness. Adam was robbed not only of the Idol title, but of having his moment in the sun, knowing that HE was our Idol, that "we love him, we really love him!" It just makes me sick.
And so I'm trying to be positive about the whole thing, which is not an easy thing to do. The only thought that soothes the beast is knowing that either way, Adam has made it. Simon has said that Idol is just a stepping-stone for Adam, that he will go on to have a fantastic, world-wide career that will last. Whereas Kris Allen, in my opinion, will probably make his Idol-produced album and then fade into obscurity, like Idols before him Taylor Hicks, Ruben Studdard, and Fantasia Barrino. In the long run, coming second-place will most likely work to his advantage. Look at Chris Daughtry, he made it fourth-place then got voted off (second biggest upset in Idol history), and his career since then has sky-rocketed. Adam will still get to make his album (part of the Idol contract, 2nd place still gets you a record-deal), and because he's not the official Idol, and therefore subject to certain codes of conduct and musical restrictions, he can do the kind of music he wants to. He's not limited to safe, happy, radio-friendly tunes that the producers push on him. He can break the mold, stretch his limits, melt our hearts and faces with his blistering vocal talent.
So yeah, there you have it. My heart broke for him last night, but my love will always remain. Let Kris take the glory and adulation, while Adam stands back, shakes himself off, and gears up for the mega-career coming his way. I can't wait!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I got a Whole Lotta Love for my Adam (warning: TMI)
Well, Adam got his wish and was able to sing Whole Lotta Love last night. And I got MY wish and got to see that sexy man back in his tight look-at-my-crotch-pants, glam-rock jacket, spiky-emo hair, jewelry and makeup. And OMFG, did you see him when he did the duet with Allison, wearing the STRIPED PANTS?!?! Trust me, the striped pants had their very own thread on the message board, hahaha.
My lucky lucky mom was able to see Robert Plant's original performance of the song, and as she said, "Adam is very, very good, but he's no Robert Plant." Which I totally agree with, I mean who can top RP? NO ONE. He is the God of Rock. But watch the clip below and you'll agree with me that Adam came pretty darn close. I think I had an O watching him sing and dance and hip-thrust and snarl his way through that song. *fanning myself* I was so, so proud of my Adam, he said he was going to go out there and "kill it" and he totally did! I'm coining a new word here, he was "sexceptional". Am I right? I am SO RIGHT.
But hey, get this... There was a thread on the message board from a Glambert who was at the actual performance (lucky bitch! lol) and she said that SO much of his performance was censored for the cameras. When you watch the clip below, you'll see many instances of the camera focusing on just his face, or the drummer, or whatever. And that is because he was SEX personified, in her words. The point in the song where the music stops and you think it might be over (my kids did and immediately started chatting up a storm but I could see it wasn't over, so I was like, "SHUT UP RIGHT NOW OR INSTANT BEDTIME!!"), where he sings, "Woooomaaaannn, you neeeed loooviinnnn'", I guess he tucked the mike stand between his legs and gave a few good thrusts against it (OMG, TO BE THAT MIKESTAND! *faint*). Of course, the camera didn't show that. DAMMIT!! That right there would have inspired like a year's worth of mighty fine dreams, I tell you what. And also, one time he went over to where there were a huge group of girls up by the stage and he started grinding, and the camera skipped away to show the band playing. WHY, why, darn you cameraman!! Damn censors. Its like Elvis on the Ed Sullivan Show all over again. Which, you know what?, is actually kind of neat/weird/enraging, seeing how a lot of people have compared him to Elvis. I can see the resemblance, both in looks, daring and sheer talent, but I think he's like the erotic version of Elvis. I mean, Elvis was one of the best looking men EVER in existence, but Adam takes it to the next level. Same dark hair, dark eyes, dramatic eyebrows, charisma, sexiness. But Adam just takes it to the next level, you know? Everything is more "more" with him.
The contestants weren't able to have their rehearsal because there was a small catastrophe on set (one of the 'American Idol' sign support posts tipped over and lights crashed down). So the camera guys obviously didn't know how Adam would act on stage. But come on, the man practically drips sex, they must have had a clue what he'd get up to. So the camera-panning-away must have been pre-arranged. Hey? AND THAT SUCKS! Although.... it probably saved all us Glambert's sanity by doing that. We would have been convulsing on the floor, screaming in ecstasy. Hahaha! TMI for you guys, yet or what? Sorry but there's just no censoring me when I'm in full-blown Adamania.
I loved loved loved all the judge's opinions and comments, especially Simon's. You know, a little background, Glambert-insider info for ya: Adam has received some criticism on the boards (and most likely in 'real-life' convos, as well) that because he was getting put last each show, that he was getting favoritism or the "lucky" spot. So he went first this time. And people complain that him going first makes it impossible for anyone else to "top" his performance. Which Simon said after his Whole Lotta Love. But I mean come on, its obvs that no matter what order he's put in, he's going to obliterate the memory of anyone else's performance.
Did anyone catch Danny's performance of "Dream On"? First of all, that song is another of the holy ones. If you are going to take on that song, you better have the chops to make that last note at the end. Or else you will be crucified! Like Danny was. Deservedly. In my opinion, THAT is "self-indulgent rubbish". How could he have ever thought, in a million years, that his hoarse, husky voice could hit that high, screaming note... is beyond me. I actually was cringing and covering my ears even before he hit that note, then opening my fingers a bit to better hear if he actually did it, then hastily slamming my hands back on my ears and moaning Why, God why? Doesn't he know the only person capable of hitting that high note and killing it, is Adam? Its friggin' obvs. I was pretty mad that he even tried to tackle that song.
There were so many threads on the blog, prior to the Rock performances, of what people wanted to hear Adam sing this week.Though the opinions varied widely, from Green Day songs, to Radiohead, to Tool, every single list included 'Dream On'. And then to hear that Danny was going to sing it? I mean, we were glad that Adam got his song, but it still felt like a slap in the face. I guarantee you that every Glambert went, "W....T....F...?!
Anyway, you know I could go on and on about Adam, but its time to end this. I'm all hyped up from writing this, remembering my initial reactions, watching the clip again and again, remembering what my Mom said on the phone afterwards. Oh yeah, she called me like right after his performance ended. My first words? "OMG, tell me you saw that?!" (I think those my were first words, right Mom? Something like that.) And she did!! Which was SO cool. With patient amusement, she listened to me hysterically sputter and spout utter nonsense, I'm sure. But she did have a few things to say about my man, which I was dying to respond to in an equal manner, but those rotten kids (No. 2 & 3) were swarming me with their "We wanna go to Gramma's tonight!" over and over. So just one thing I want to say to you Mom and I'm sure you'll remember what you said to inspire this comment, but -- "For him, I would!" Heh heh heh.So here he is, the one, the only.... ADAM LAMBERT!!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Adam's going to blow 'em away tonight!
*doing my happy dance* American Idol is on tonight, you know what that means! Mass hysteria, screaming, clapping, dancing around... and that's just from hearing Adam is up next! Haha.
Its Rock week with Slash (guitarist from Guns N Roses and Velvet Revolver) as their mentor. I can't wait to see what everyone chooses to sing, and how Slash will help them to make their performances better. Wonder if Slash will be wearing the top hat? Of course, silly!
Its been mentioned on the message board that Adam really wants to sing Led Zeppelin's 'Whole Lotta Love'. Don't know if that will actually happen, though. Zeppelin is notorious for turning down requests to use their music. Use their music, though, the actual songs with Robert Plant singing. Maybe its different if someone else is going to sing it? Who knows. I could see them making an exception for Adam because he would really do the song justice and not come off as a karaoke performance.
I've been reading a thread on the board with people's opinions on what rock songs he should sing, so I thought I'd add my two cents here, as well. If I had it my way, here are the song choices I'd like to see and hear Adam belt out...
Welcome to the Jungle, Guns N Roses
Sweet Child of Mine, Guns N Roses
Ramble On, Led Zeppelin
The Immigrant Song, Led Zeppelin
Stairway to Heaven, Led Zeppelin (this song is holy, though, don't know if ANYONE should touch it)
Eighteen and Life, Skid Row (think that's the song title)
Pride (In the Name of Love), U2
Fuel, Metallica
Kickstart My Heart, Motley Crue
War Pigs, Black Sabbath
Closer, Nine Inch Nails (just to hear him sing "I want to f*ck you like an animal" - OMG!)
Dream On, Aerosmith (he would kill that high note, in a good way!)
Somebody to Love, Queen
Piece of my Heart, Janis Joplin
Black Hole Sun, Soundgarden
Pretty Noose, Soundgarden
Ballroom Blitz, Sweet
Its Rock week with Slash (guitarist from Guns N Roses and Velvet Revolver) as their mentor. I can't wait to see what everyone chooses to sing, and how Slash will help them to make their performances better. Wonder if Slash will be wearing the top hat? Of course, silly!
Its been mentioned on the message board that Adam really wants to sing Led Zeppelin's 'Whole Lotta Love'. Don't know if that will actually happen, though. Zeppelin is notorious for turning down requests to use their music. Use their music, though, the actual songs with Robert Plant singing. Maybe its different if someone else is going to sing it? Who knows. I could see them making an exception for Adam because he would really do the song justice and not come off as a karaoke performance.
I've been reading a thread on the board with people's opinions on what rock songs he should sing, so I thought I'd add my two cents here, as well. If I had it my way, here are the song choices I'd like to see and hear Adam belt out...
Welcome to the Jungle, Guns N Roses
Sweet Child of Mine, Guns N Roses
Ramble On, Led Zeppelin
The Immigrant Song, Led Zeppelin
Stairway to Heaven, Led Zeppelin (this song is holy, though, don't know if ANYONE should touch it)
Eighteen and Life, Skid Row (think that's the song title)
Pride (In the Name of Love), U2
Fuel, Metallica
Kickstart My Heart, Motley Crue
War Pigs, Black Sabbath
Closer, Nine Inch Nails (just to hear him sing "I want to f*ck you like an animal" - OMG!)
Dream On, Aerosmith (he would kill that high note, in a good way!)
Somebody to Love, Queen
Piece of my Heart, Janis Joplin
Black Hole Sun, Soundgarden
Pretty Noose, Soundgarden
Ballroom Blitz, Sweet
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
OMGomgomgomgomg*faint*
The American Idol: Rat Pack show was last night, I didn't know what the contestants would do but was SO excited to see and hear my Adam. I decided not to do a live-blog because I wanted to be able to just concentrate and totally enjoy his performance. He was scheduled last, which makes sense because everyone would just change the channel after he sang. Haha. I kept warning Hubs throughout the show that when Adam was on, I wanted total and complete silence, no snide comments or trying to start up a conversation with me. Just sit there, be quiet, and look pretty, I said. So it was at commercial break with Adam coming up next and what did that evil hubby of mine do? He stole the remote! And wouldn't give it back! Oh, real funny, hardy har har. He changed the channel to hockey and I just about killed him. Then he threatened that he was going to talk non-stop during Adam's performance. Its kind of embarrassing to admit this, but I got so upset that I actually started crying (I KNOW! I told you I was pathetic!). When Hubs saw those tears and realized they weren't fake, he totally caved and gave me back the remote, and promised he'd be quiet. Phew! He's incredibly lucky he did that, because homicide was a real consideration and I would have been that much closer to getting my Adam for a second husband. LOL
So the show started, Adam in his beautiful white suit, doing the strut down the stairs. I can't even begin to explain how crazy and hyper I was throughout the entire song. I'd describe how I was acting but its mortifying enough that I even have this obsession. Seriously, I feel like one of those girls you'd see in the audience when they'd show Beatles performance clips. Screaming, crying, hysterical, fainting. That is totally how I'd be acting if I wasn't so aware of the fact that I am almost 30 years old. With four kids. Who think I am crazy enough as it is. They roll their eyes at me every time I mention Adam's name. Which isn't too often, only about every 10 minutes on AI nights.
His high note at the end that he held for what seemed a full minute, and the absolute control he has of his voice to be able to do that, combined with the run and the low note afterwards (a 'run' is industry-speak for changing octaves up and down)... That man is INCREDIBLE! Of all the performances that night, he was the only one who really "got" what the Rat Pack was all about: the strut, the swagger, the confidence, the arrogance, the playfulness, the 'cool' factor. And I LOVE Simon's comment to Ryan about the stairs. Yes, they belong to Adam now.
There's so much more I want to say about his performance but my mind is all jumbled and chaotic with thoughts and words. That's what this man does to me. I feel sorry for all the teeny-boppers out there who share my obsession. They're already bombarded with impulses, crazy hormones and mood swings. Add Adam to the mix and its like mental, physical and emotional insanity.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Hangover Sunday
Yesterday was Ardan's hockey wind-up party and as you can see by the title there, I obviously had a blast. The party was originally supposed to be held at the new arena, there's no ice so the kids were going to play floor hockey. Then one set of parents volunteered their warehouse/shop that they have over in the industrial area, so plans changed. It worked out much better because then we didn't have a set time limit of how long we could stay, plus, as some of the moms pointed out, then us parents can have a few drinks! And let me just say, I did not plan on drinking at all.
We showed up around 4:30 and the joint was hoppin', as the saying goes. It was a potluck, so I brought my pasta salad (the only thing that Hubs could eat, with his gluten/wheat allergy). Lena was "so shy" at first, hiding behind me for a good ten minutes, but eventually she chilled out and played with the other two little girls there. They were so cute! One girl's mom brought a case full of coloring books, markers, stickers, and.... glitter glue! Of course, us moms were so busy chatting and whatnot, that we just kind of let the kids do their thing. I looked over at one point and saw that Lena and Kylie were doing "makeup" on each other, using, what else, markers and glitter glue. Kylie's mom was all frantic, scrubbing her face desperately to try to get the glitter glue off. No such luck. So I was just like "meh" and let Lena run around looking like a glittery beauty queen clown. She was having fun so I didn't care.
There was one little incident between Kylie and Lena, and it was friggin' hilarious! At least to me. Kylie's mom wasn't too thrilled, but only because her daughter was the 'bad' one. I guess the girls were drinking water and Kylie up and spit a mouthful of water right in Lena's face. Lena's pretty 'go-with-the-flow', like me, and she just wiped it off. But you should have seen poor Carolynn (Kylie's mom). She was like, "KYLIE!!!" and marched her right outside, where we could all hear the heck she was giving her daughter. Poor little Kylie came back in shame-faced and apologetic, said she was sorry, and the girls were off and running. No big whoop. Carolynn came over to me, sooo sorry for Kylie's behaviour, and she was a little shocked at my response. "Well actually, I'm glad Kylie did that." What?! "Yeah, Lena's been going through a spitting phase, even got me in the face one day, which earned her a smack upside the head. So now she knows what it feels like to get spit on, right in the face. I think this will teach her a lesson." Oh. Oh-kayyy. So you're not upset? "No, not at all! Consider it a learning experience for Lena. No worries." Carolynn was so relieved. Haha. I took Lena aside later and asked how it felt to be spit on ("Not good") and that that is how we feel when she spits on us. She got it.
We showed up around 4:30 and the joint was hoppin', as the saying goes. It was a potluck, so I brought my pasta salad (the only thing that Hubs could eat, with his gluten/wheat allergy). Lena was "so shy" at first, hiding behind me for a good ten minutes, but eventually she chilled out and played with the other two little girls there. They were so cute! One girl's mom brought a case full of coloring books, markers, stickers, and.... glitter glue! Of course, us moms were so busy chatting and whatnot, that we just kind of let the kids do their thing. I looked over at one point and saw that Lena and Kylie were doing "makeup" on each other, using, what else, markers and glitter glue. Kylie's mom was all frantic, scrubbing her face desperately to try to get the glitter glue off. No such luck. So I was just like "meh" and let Lena run around looking like a glittery beauty queen clown. She was having fun so I didn't care.
There was one little incident between Kylie and Lena, and it was friggin' hilarious! At least to me. Kylie's mom wasn't too thrilled, but only because her daughter was the 'bad' one. I guess the girls were drinking water and Kylie up and spit a mouthful of water right in Lena's face. Lena's pretty 'go-with-the-flow', like me, and she just wiped it off. But you should have seen poor Carolynn (Kylie's mom). She was like, "KYLIE!!!" and marched her right outside, where we could all hear the heck she was giving her daughter. Poor little Kylie came back in shame-faced and apologetic, said she was sorry, and the girls were off and running. No big whoop. Carolynn came over to me, sooo sorry for Kylie's behaviour, and she was a little shocked at my response. "Well actually, I'm glad Kylie did that." What?! "Yeah, Lena's been going through a spitting phase, even got me in the face one day, which earned her a smack upside the head. So now she knows what it feels like to get spit on, right in the face. I think this will teach her a lesson." Oh. Oh-kayyy. So you're not upset? "No, not at all! Consider it a learning experience for Lena. No worries." Carolynn was so relieved. Haha. I took Lena aside later and asked how it felt to be spit on ("Not good") and that that is how we feel when she spits on us. She got it.
Lena and Kylie playing tag.
So I had brought some vodka lime coolers to the shindig, just in case, you know. Didn't want to be the only one with no booze, even if I just sipped on one cooler the entire time, at least I wouldn't look like a nerd. I took my time getting ready before the party, too. I painted my nails black (Rimmel polish with minerals and Lycra, in Black Satin, LOVE IT!!!), used my new TruBlends mineral powder, applied my new Loreal "beauty tubes" mascara (that give you the look of lash extensions, don't know about that, but they looked a little longer), and my new Covergirl Outlast lipstain in Wildberry Red. It looks like a huge red child's marker, with thick felt tip, so its like you're 'drawing' the lipstain on. It lasts, like, forever. Seriously, the day I first got it, I still had most of it on when I woke up the next morning. The color is amazing, a "true" red that makes your teeth look brilliantly white, and I knew the red was the exact shade I was looking for when Lena said to me, "Mom, your lips are bleeding!" Hah! I had my new Smitten Kitten shades on, and my skinny pants (the ones that make my legs look superlong and slim) and OF COURSE, my new black studded Ed Hardy purse.
I knew the look I was going for was an obvious hit when the mom's all exclaimed, "You look AWESOME! Like a rocker chick!" Yep, I told them I'd been "Glambertized". Only a couple of mom's got it. One mom was so jealous of my "diamond" encrusted skull-and-crossbones necklace, "Where would you even find something like that?" Hubs got it for me, isn't he great?
So by the mid-point of the party, I'd only had one cooler, had a nice buzz going on but by no means was I drunk. I'm careful about stuff like that when there's kids around. I never want my kids to be embarrassed and ashamed that I'm one of those "drunken moms" that use any excuse to tie one on, even if its a family event. Know what I mean? Well, the coach set up a little game for everyone to play together, basically like a shoot-out between the kids and parents. He would choose a parent to take the shot, and the parent would choose a kid to be the goalie. Then it would switch so the kids would take a shot at a parent in net. Everyone was having so much fun. Ardan was chosen as a goalie for another parent and they blind-folded him. No other kid-goalie had been blind-folded, probably because none of them are amazing goalies like Ard. So it was quite a thing, everyone giggling and "ooooo"-ing. And darn if little Ardan didn't block the shot, with the blind-fold on! It was awesome, I think every person in there gave him a hug or pat on the back or high five. He was loving all the attention.
So then the coach calls my name to take a shot. I wanted to pick Ardan or Gunnar to be my goalie, but they'd each already had a turn so I picked another kid, who was just thrilled to finally get called. I grabbed the stick, got in the hockey stance, and started toward the net.
Now, here's a little back-story for ya, just to explain how what happened next came about. I wore my black knee-high boots to the party, and had to walk through the gravel parking lot to get to the shop. My boots have a tendency to get small pebbles and rocks stuck in the heel, which I then have to pry out. Of course, walking to the shop, I picked up several pebbles in both heels. I was able to get all of them but one out, it was in there too deep. So I just stomped my foot a couple times, to push it in deeper so I wouldn't feel it every step I took. Except it refused to go in all the way and stuck out about 1/4" from the bottom of my heel. So there's the set-up: I had a rock stuck in my heel.
I made my way closer to the goalie, doing some fairly decent stick-handling, and I raised the stick to take my shot, lowered it and smacked the ball a good one. Next thing I know, I'm half on my knees, half on my ass, staring up at the faces of all the parents. Horrified, embarrassed, laughing my ass off, "What the...." My one foot had slid to the side and shot out from under me (that damn rock!) and sent me to the ground, right in front of the goalie. You could say I kind of did the splits. All the kids were laughing hysterically, of course; while the parents were trying to restrain their laughter and show concern for me, even though I knew, I knew!, it had to look funny as hell. As I got to my feet I said to one mom, "Thank GOD I wasn't wearing a skirt", which everyone heard and they all burst out laughing. "I'm so embarrassed! I can't believe I did that! And I can't even blame the coolers, because I only had one!" (At that point, I HAD had only one, it was afterwards that I chugged the second, mostly to drown the lingering embarrassment.) Gunnar later took me aside and told me, "Don't feel too bad, Mom, you were the only Mom who was able to raise the puck." I was? Really? "Yeah, and the goalie just barely saved it, you totally would've got a goal." Even though I fell on my butt and looked like a fool? "Mom, how many other people would've been able to raise the puck AND almost get in in, while they are in the middle of falling down? So you should be proud." And I was. Am. Not of myself. Proud of my wonderful 10 year old who took the time to comfort and reassure his mom, because he was sensitive to her embarrassment and wanted to make her feel better.
The rest of the party was spent chatting and getting to know the parents better, chasing after my littlest one (who was obsessed with "escaping" the shop to go outside and throw rocks at the vehicles, arrghhh!), and eating, of course. One mom had also brought a pasta salad, she was originally going to bring a greek salad, but do you know what she did? She made the greek salad, minus the lettuce, and just added pasta to it. And it was the frickin' BESTEST pasta salad I've EVER had in my LIFE! Cherry tomatoes, sweet pea pods, crumbled feta, chunks of cucumber and REAL cooked ham (my salad also had ham but it was canned, haha!). I ate two big helpings of her salad. But it was weird that whenever I looked at someone's plate, it was my salad they were eating. And I honestly couldn't tell you why, her salad was like a 10 while mine would maybe score a 6. She said that in the summer, they cut up some bbq'd chicken breast and add it to the salad, and that's their meal right there. So that's what I'm going to do from now on, too. The party ended around 8:30, we made plans to get together with some of the parents that we really like, it was just a great time. And I still had two coolers left.
Here's all the kids getting their awards, Ardan got "MVP" (Coach said he also should've got Top Scorer but each kid can only get one award and he thought Ardan deserved the MVP the most.)
When we got home, the kids were exhausted and by some silent agreement, they all went downstairs to the hide-a-bed, turned on the tv and fell asleep together, like little sardines all squished together on the bed. So cute. Ryder was so tired that he fell asleep even before we got home. Hubs took him to his crib, changed his diaper and put on a sleeper. All without Ryder even cracking an eyelid. He was so tuckered out from all the running and playing he did with his little buddy Cooper, who is a month older than him. They were "the little hockey guys", with their Gap hoodies on (that was kind of a weird coincidence) and ministicks, chasing each other and the puck around. Adorable.
With all the children in bed and sleeping, what else was there to do but keep the party going, right? I finished my coolers right away, then that sneaky Hubs of mine started bringing me Jack Daniels & DP. I think I had about two of those. Oh, and over half a pack of smokes. The night is kind of a blur after that, but I do remember us laughing hysterically at something on tv, Hubs convincing me that drunken-blogging is never a good thing (but think how hilarious that post would have been!), falling off my chair three or four times and Ty just shaking his head at me, and somehow managing to spill almost an entire bag of popcorn twists all over the floor. I still ate them of course, just scooped them up off the carpet. The 'three second rule' becomes the 'five minute rule' when you're drunk and hungry. Haha.
This morning was a different story. Not feeling so hot today, oh no. I skinned my knee when I wiped out so that was hurting, not to mention the pounding headache, scratchy sore eyes and stiff muscles. Various other body parts were a bit tender and aching too, but that may be a bit TMI for you. Hah! Oh well, what can I say, drunken sex is HAWWWT. You don't quite remember all the details, but somehow you just know you had a really really good time. So now that I've put those images in your head, I'll take my leave and bid you a...
HAPPY HANGOVER SUNDAY EVERYONE!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Live-Blogging the AI Results show
I had so much fun last night live-blogging the AI show, and I figure that I might as well do the results show, too. Can't leave you guys hanging, wondering who's out. Actually, Dea's probably the only one who cares. So I'll dedicate this post to my wonderful grandma. (Does that mean I have to tone down my rantings and ravings to something more PG? Awww, that's no fun! But I am who I am, so... rated R, TMI and OMG, here we come! hah)
9:52 - The show starts in less than 10 minutes and I just remembered that I have to rinse out my hair dye. Hope my hair will turn out. Its weird but my roots accept any color, its just the ends that are super-resistant. So when I dye my hair, its usually two-toned. Let's cross our fingers, everyone, and pray for a full head of blond hair....
10:01 - Shoot, I missed the start because I was in the bathroom blow-drying my hair. Okay, so there's a double elimination tonight (because of the "save" last week). Oh, man... *groan*... they're going to do a disco medley, it better be good. Oh, and David Archuleta is going to perform later. He was the runner-up last season. Whatever, I didn't watch last season. Intro to the judges, Simon gets cat calls once more, rolls his eyes this time. So cocky, haha. Paula Abdul is choreographing the dance medley, its showing a behind-the-scenes. Ooo, look at Adam rockin' the moves! Omg, Adam just said he's going to get the sweatiest and he wiped his forehead with a towel. You bet your ass someone is going to sell that towel on ebay for hundreds, no, thousands. Glamberts are obsessed, I tell ya. Paula is quite the task-master. Okay, here they go. Adam's got the moves, baby! Look at that funky white boy go! (He sang that song one week.) They're all doing their own little dance moves now. LOVE Adam's snakey arm movements. Adam's singing now, there's that sexy Adam growl us Glamberts love. Thrust those hips Adam, oh ya! Awww, the contestants just gave Paula a huge bouquet, that's sweet.
10:09 - Commercial break. Gotta get back to my hair! BRB... Man, how disappointing. Why does this always happen to me? Instead of the 'light golden blond' it should have been, I have a head full of light brownish-red-blond hair. Why, oh why can't my hair ever just do as its told? Dammit, I just wanna be a blond! Oh well. At least the difference in color between the roots and ends isn't so noticeable now.
10:12 - Back to the show. Just the guys are on the bench, the girls are still changing out of their dancing clothes. A new Ford commercial with the contestants. Less corny than usual. Aww, Adam is washing a dog! It runs away and he has to chase it. Ryan says Matt took the longest to change because he "had to put on his makeup". Hah! Okay, time for elimination. Lil Rounds is up first and she is: out. Gone. Now she has to sing her disco song. I'm going back to the bathroom while she sings, gotta check out the hair one more time. Maybe its lightened up in the last few minutes! Endless hope, eh?
10:22 - Even after a quick flat-ironing (in the hope that the heat will cause a lightening affect), its still... not blond. Ryan just introduced Miss Freda Payne (sp?) singing a medley of famous disco songs. I'm out of here, one more trip to the bathroom to fuss over the non-blond hair. *sigh* Guess I'll just have to accept the fact that if I want my hair a certain color, it'll have to be professionally done. I'm so cheap, though. But I guess if you're only willing to pay $8 for hair color, you get what you pay for, right? LOL.
10:26 - After a closer inspection, I can say that the ends of my hair are maybe half a shade lighter than they were before. I even left the dye in for 25 minutes longer than recommended! What the hell? This probably never happens to anyone else. Ugh, that stupid disco medley song is driving me crazy. Why would they have the original artists up there singing a song that was a hit for them like 30 years ago? Obviously, their vocal ability is not the same. Its kinda sad. Omg, the guy from KC & The Sunshine Song is singing his song. His voice is so shot, he's all old and balding. I'd much rather be hearing Adam singing "Do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonight". That would inspire some wicked-nice dreams. Instead I have to watch a fat old guy in a flaming red shirt try to do 70s dance moves with his sexy backup singers dancing around him. Is the singing almost over? Yes, finally! Ahh, sweet sweet commercial break. I'm done with checking my hair, though. I'm not beating that dead horse any longer. (That's a saying, you know that, right?)
10:34 - Here we go. Time for another elimination. Kris Allen, please stand up, you are: safe. Good, he deserves to stay. Time for Adam! Everyone is screaming so loud and long, Ryan can't even talk. They won't stop yelling and screaming even while he's talking! Awesome. Ryan asks him about the risk he took changing the arrangement of the song. Adam says yeah, he was a little worried, would people even recognize it, but after reading the lyrics, he realized it didn't matter. Good answer, my sexy future-husband. OH! I said that out loud. (Don't worry, Hubs already knows Adam's going to take his place if he kicks the bucket. Ha ha). So what's America's decision about Adam? "Take a seat, you're safe." OF COURSE, no duh! Danny's turn now. Ryan asks Simon what he meant last night by Danny being 'clumsy'. Simon replies that Ryan is being facetious and would he please get back to the contestant. The audience goes "oooooo". Ryan snarks that Simon is "grumpy". Danny is: safe. Anoop is: in the bottom 2. Good decision America. Allison and Matt both on the hot seat, who is in the bottom 2 with Anoop...? Allison?! What?! Really, America? She is awesome! What the hell is going on here? Matt, the guy who butchered Staying Alive, is safe? I don't know, people, I don't know.
10:45 - Ryan intros "Welcome back David Archuleta", singing 'Touch My Hand'. Omg, he's like 14! No, 12! This is friggin' HILARIOUS! He SUCKS! Wow, how the heck did he make it to No.2 last year? For reals, you guys, this is just bad. Capital B. I'm in misery right now. I had to turn the volume wayyy down. Adam is probably sitting on the bench thinking "I'm a shoo-in if this is what America almost picked last year for their Idol." Nah, Adam is too nice to think that. But damn straight, everyone else there and across America is thinking it. I'm so embarrassed for the little guy. He's trying so hard to sing. Hubs just said, "Definitely a cabaret singer, or a cruise ship." Who knew my hubby was so funny? Hah. Song is finally over. I don't even want to hear what Ryan is talking to him about. Ugh!
10:54 - Down to Anoop and Allison, bring down the lights, good luck to both of you... The second person going home tonight is: Anoop Desai. Allison is safe. Thank God! Anoop has to sing his song now. Time for the 'mute' button. Tyler just said, "See, they have to know they're going home because how would they know what song to sing?" Oh, my sweet adorable Hubs. So not 'with it' when it comes to AI. I explain that they sing the song they sang the night before. "Oh." He's so cute. Okay, song is finally over. Turn the volume back up. I just want the camera to pan to Adam once more before the show ends. One more fix. Please! Nope, not to be, they're showing the "goodbye video" for Lil and Anoop. I really do like Lil, look at her three adorable kids, they're so little. I feel bad for her because she really does have an awesome voice. Poor song choice did her in every performance. Kind of a self-sabotage. Aww, all the contestants are hugging now. Come on camera, show me Adam. Okay, there he is hugging Lil. Damn you Lil, don't you be touching my man.
Show's over, there's the results, buh bye. I'm going to check my hair one more time. Hey, that's cool! AI results tonight, my hair-dyeing results tonight. How would America vote on my hair? OUT!
9:52 - The show starts in less than 10 minutes and I just remembered that I have to rinse out my hair dye. Hope my hair will turn out. Its weird but my roots accept any color, its just the ends that are super-resistant. So when I dye my hair, its usually two-toned. Let's cross our fingers, everyone, and pray for a full head of blond hair....
10:01 - Shoot, I missed the start because I was in the bathroom blow-drying my hair. Okay, so there's a double elimination tonight (because of the "save" last week). Oh, man... *groan*... they're going to do a disco medley, it better be good. Oh, and David Archuleta is going to perform later. He was the runner-up last season. Whatever, I didn't watch last season. Intro to the judges, Simon gets cat calls once more, rolls his eyes this time. So cocky, haha. Paula Abdul is choreographing the dance medley, its showing a behind-the-scenes. Ooo, look at Adam rockin' the moves! Omg, Adam just said he's going to get the sweatiest and he wiped his forehead with a towel. You bet your ass someone is going to sell that towel on ebay for hundreds, no, thousands. Glamberts are obsessed, I tell ya. Paula is quite the task-master. Okay, here they go. Adam's got the moves, baby! Look at that funky white boy go! (He sang that song one week.) They're all doing their own little dance moves now. LOVE Adam's snakey arm movements. Adam's singing now, there's that sexy Adam growl us Glamberts love. Thrust those hips Adam, oh ya! Awww, the contestants just gave Paula a huge bouquet, that's sweet.
10:09 - Commercial break. Gotta get back to my hair! BRB... Man, how disappointing. Why does this always happen to me? Instead of the 'light golden blond' it should have been, I have a head full of light brownish-red-blond hair. Why, oh why can't my hair ever just do as its told? Dammit, I just wanna be a blond! Oh well. At least the difference in color between the roots and ends isn't so noticeable now.
10:12 - Back to the show. Just the guys are on the bench, the girls are still changing out of their dancing clothes. A new Ford commercial with the contestants. Less corny than usual. Aww, Adam is washing a dog! It runs away and he has to chase it. Ryan says Matt took the longest to change because he "had to put on his makeup". Hah! Okay, time for elimination. Lil Rounds is up first and she is: out. Gone. Now she has to sing her disco song. I'm going back to the bathroom while she sings, gotta check out the hair one more time. Maybe its lightened up in the last few minutes! Endless hope, eh?
10:22 - Even after a quick flat-ironing (in the hope that the heat will cause a lightening affect), its still... not blond. Ryan just introduced Miss Freda Payne (sp?) singing a medley of famous disco songs. I'm out of here, one more trip to the bathroom to fuss over the non-blond hair. *sigh* Guess I'll just have to accept the fact that if I want my hair a certain color, it'll have to be professionally done. I'm so cheap, though. But I guess if you're only willing to pay $8 for hair color, you get what you pay for, right? LOL.
10:26 - After a closer inspection, I can say that the ends of my hair are maybe half a shade lighter than they were before. I even left the dye in for 25 minutes longer than recommended! What the hell? This probably never happens to anyone else. Ugh, that stupid disco medley song is driving me crazy. Why would they have the original artists up there singing a song that was a hit for them like 30 years ago? Obviously, their vocal ability is not the same. Its kinda sad. Omg, the guy from KC & The Sunshine Song is singing his song. His voice is so shot, he's all old and balding. I'd much rather be hearing Adam singing "Do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonight". That would inspire some wicked-nice dreams. Instead I have to watch a fat old guy in a flaming red shirt try to do 70s dance moves with his sexy backup singers dancing around him. Is the singing almost over? Yes, finally! Ahh, sweet sweet commercial break. I'm done with checking my hair, though. I'm not beating that dead horse any longer. (That's a saying, you know that, right?)
10:34 - Here we go. Time for another elimination. Kris Allen, please stand up, you are: safe. Good, he deserves to stay. Time for Adam! Everyone is screaming so loud and long, Ryan can't even talk. They won't stop yelling and screaming even while he's talking! Awesome. Ryan asks him about the risk he took changing the arrangement of the song. Adam says yeah, he was a little worried, would people even recognize it, but after reading the lyrics, he realized it didn't matter. Good answer, my sexy future-husband. OH! I said that out loud. (Don't worry, Hubs already knows Adam's going to take his place if he kicks the bucket. Ha ha). So what's America's decision about Adam? "Take a seat, you're safe." OF COURSE, no duh! Danny's turn now. Ryan asks Simon what he meant last night by Danny being 'clumsy'. Simon replies that Ryan is being facetious and would he please get back to the contestant. The audience goes "oooooo". Ryan snarks that Simon is "grumpy". Danny is: safe. Anoop is: in the bottom 2. Good decision America. Allison and Matt both on the hot seat, who is in the bottom 2 with Anoop...? Allison?! What?! Really, America? She is awesome! What the hell is going on here? Matt, the guy who butchered Staying Alive, is safe? I don't know, people, I don't know.
10:45 - Ryan intros "Welcome back David Archuleta", singing 'Touch My Hand'. Omg, he's like 14! No, 12! This is friggin' HILARIOUS! He SUCKS! Wow, how the heck did he make it to No.2 last year? For reals, you guys, this is just bad. Capital B. I'm in misery right now. I had to turn the volume wayyy down. Adam is probably sitting on the bench thinking "I'm a shoo-in if this is what America almost picked last year for their Idol." Nah, Adam is too nice to think that. But damn straight, everyone else there and across America is thinking it. I'm so embarrassed for the little guy. He's trying so hard to sing. Hubs just said, "Definitely a cabaret singer, or a cruise ship." Who knew my hubby was so funny? Hah. Song is finally over. I don't even want to hear what Ryan is talking to him about. Ugh!
10:54 - Down to Anoop and Allison, bring down the lights, good luck to both of you... The second person going home tonight is: Anoop Desai. Allison is safe. Thank God! Anoop has to sing his song now. Time for the 'mute' button. Tyler just said, "See, they have to know they're going home because how would they know what song to sing?" Oh, my sweet adorable Hubs. So not 'with it' when it comes to AI. I explain that they sing the song they sang the night before. "Oh." He's so cute. Okay, song is finally over. Turn the volume back up. I just want the camera to pan to Adam once more before the show ends. One more fix. Please! Nope, not to be, they're showing the "goodbye video" for Lil and Anoop. I really do like Lil, look at her three adorable kids, they're so little. I feel bad for her because she really does have an awesome voice. Poor song choice did her in every performance. Kind of a self-sabotage. Aww, all the contestants are hugging now. Come on camera, show me Adam. Okay, there he is hugging Lil. Damn you Lil, don't you be touching my man.
Show's over, there's the results, buh bye. I'm going to check my hair one more time. Hey, that's cool! AI results tonight, my hair-dyeing results tonight. How would America vote on my hair? OUT!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
My 1st Live Blog: American Idol Disco night
Those of you familiar with blogger lingo know what a live blog is, for the rest of you its basically what it sounds like. Blogging in real time. I've never done it, never really felt the urge to. But tonight is my long-awaited American Idol night, I've been jonesing hard this last week. And its Disco theme night! Can't wait to see what Adam looks like. I've been dreading/hoping that he'll wear the iconic white suit John Travolta made famous in Saturday Night Fever. Wouldn't that be something to see? Adam in tight white, showcasing his lovely bulge (which I've actually seen thanks to internet pics, maybe if you're lucky I'll post that pic sometime. Be warned: you'll need a shower and ciggie after!)
9:01 - Ryan makes a speedy intro, Simon gets cat calls and he grins. Is that Vince Neil from Motley Crue in the audience? Here come the contestants - holy shit! Adam is wearing a beautiful black suit, no makeup, slicked back hair. I'm seriously drooling. He looks like a giant standing next to Ryan. I think I read somewhere that Adam is between 6'1 and 6'4. *panting* We all know how I feel about tall men. They have big feet. Which means..... big shoes! Heh.
9:04 - Lil Rounds sings Chaka Khan's "I'm Every Woman". She looks awesome in a black pant suit, very toned arms. Randy doesn't like the song choice, thinks it doesn't show what vocal control she has. Kara says she's been waiting for Lil to sing Chaka, but not sure if it was worth the wait. "But you look great!" Nice back-handed compliment, there. Paula gives props to Lil for her vocal recovery (had some sort of voice problem yesterday) but agrees with Paula and Kara. Simon says "no originality, very copy-cat, vocals were a mess, I absolutely believe this is your final shot." Looks like tomorrow night, its goodbye Lil!
9:12 - So many commercials, annoying! Kris Allen is up next. He's kind of a cutie. Never really noticed him before. He's singing "She Works Hard for the Money" by Donna Summer. He's holding a guitar, why?? Playing guitar on a disco song? Weird. Okay, now that he's playing it and singing, it actually works. I like the bongo drums. He's not wearing anything special, a white t-shirt and jeans. Not very disco-ish. He's giving the song kind of a laid-back, acoustic, Caribbean spin. Oh, guess he's actually wearing grayish-green slacks. The audience liked his performance. What do the judges think? Kara can't get a word in, the way the audience is carrying on. She said he took a risk and it paid off, "I gotta give you props". Paula thinks it had a classy Santana feel to it. (That's who I was thinking it sounded like, Santana!) She made a weird comment about Kris shopping for ladies clothes, it starts a little situation with her and Simon, both of them snarking at each other. Paula says Simon shops for women's clothing. Simon just wants her to shut up, I can tell. Simon thinks Kris's performance was original, well thought out, "NOT karaoke". Randy says he knows who he is, he's ready for the big time.
9:18 - Going to commercial. Allison and Danny after the break.
9:22 - Danny Goke is singing Earth, Wind & Fire's "September". He looks blah, same as usual. I do like Danny, he's got a heart-wrenching back story (his beloved wife died of cancer). He has a good voice. I could see him in the top 4 with Adam, Allison and Kris. Paula is standing and grooving along. Okay, yes it is Vince Neil in the audience with some blonde. Must be the wife. Randy says he turned the song into something that really worked for him tonight, he worked it out, baby. Kara says she was kinda worried, like if Simon wore a plaid shirt. What? Kara implies it might not be a memorable performance, though. Paula says Danny chose vocally to show his agility and brilliance, she thinks he has one of the sexiest voices and that women of all ages will agree. Simon pretty much agrees with all that's been said, but he didn't get a feeling of star power, the performance overall was a bit clumsy and awkward. Paula throws in, "See you in the final 3!"
9:27 - Allison Irehata sings "Hot Stuff" by Donna Summer. I friggin' LOVE her husky, deep voice. And she's only like 17! Why is she sitting, no, reclining, on the bright red stairs? Get up, girl. Whoa, what is she wearing? Are those black latex leggings under her short, silver sequined skirt? I like the curly hair. Wow, she can really belt it out. She must've changed the arrangement of the song, though, it sounds different. Randy thought it was a little over-indulgent, didn't like the arrangement, but that she is one of the best singers in the competition. Kara thought making the arrangement slower hurt the performance, but from a singing perspective it was a 9-10. Paula says the last note hit it off the charts. Simon says Allison was the under-dog, but it was a brilliant performance.
9:32 - Adam Lambert after the break! Woot woot!
9:36 - FINALLY, what I've been waiting for all week.... Here he is! GAWD he looks hot. He's doing "If I Can't Have You" from the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. Putting his own spin on a disco classic, says Ryan. Wow, he is changing it up. Its so beautiful and slow, soulful. Ohman, look at the faces he's making! Sexy smoulder, pained love. He can hit those high notes, shit! Everyone is cheering and screaming for him. He's wearing the coolest pinky ring ever, it goes right almost to the nail. Ack! I can't type fast enough to say all the things going through my head right now. Song ends on a gentle falsetto note. Standing O from Paula, of course. Simon is clapping. Randy says Adam is ready-right-now-dude, he's got it majorly going on, he's a hot one tonight, America! Kara says he's brilliant, every week he ups it, he looks like the guy from "Saturday Night Live" (*snicker* Dontcha mean Fever?! She did that before, said Studio 57 instead of 54) meets Clark Kent. Paula looks near tears. She says he chose to take a disco song and not make it cliche; she felt his pain "like he tore his heart out and wore it on the stage" (might have screwed up the quote there, I'm too busy grinning like a maniac and devouring him with my eyes), he's brilliant and will be in the final. Simon says he would've bet $10,000 that Adam would have done Donna Summer. LOL. The performance was original, the vocals were immaculate, people will remember this. Ryan is so short standing next to Adam! He says Paula was melting into a pool.
9:41 - Matt Giraud after the break. Who?
9:46 - Ryan says Matt is hoping the song is a metaphor for him staying in the competition (the judges chose to use their one and only "save" to keep Matt in the competition last week after he was voted off). Matt is doing "Staying Alive" by the BeeGees. What's up with the weird falsetto he put in there? Tyler says "Holy, this song sucks. Definitely karaoke singing." Wow, listen to Hubs sounding like Simon there. Hah. Matt has the dorkiest hat on, he must be trying to look like Justin Timberlake. Another shitty falsetto. Talk about trying to sound like Adam and it totally backfiring. Omg, I just typed that and Hubs comes out and says the same thing. I tell ya -- soulmates. Matt has a skinny black tie on. Doesn't he know only Adam can get away with skinny ties? More falsetto. The judges are going to rip him to shreds. Randy thinks the song choice and arrangements were bad choices, but that this bunch is the most talented group AI has had. Kara says he brought disco back, brought the groove. She liked his dancing, the vocals were pretty good. "Was it crazy-original the way that Adam's was? NO." Paula thinks this song was a "strike" (as in bowling) and that he deserved the save they made last week. Are the judges insane?! He SUCKED!! Simon actually didn't like that performance, because he's got to get himself out of "Idol land" and into the real world. In the real world, it came across as desperate, no originality, he's not a huge fan, sorry. Yes! Thank you, Simon. I knew I wasn't crazy.
9:50 - Anoop Desai closes the show after the break. You know, during auditions I really liked Anoop and was sad to see him go during Hollywood week. Then they brought him back after another contestant was kicked off for some nefarious reason or another. But he's let me down. I wonder what he'll sing, not that I really care at this point. I've still got an Adam-high goin' on, but its getting wasted watching these losers.
9:54 - Ryan takes a drink from Paula's Coke cup. Anoop is singing "Dance the Night Away". I think that's what its called. Didn't catch the original artist's name. I like the pink sweater vest but the gray suit is ugly. His dance moves are seriously sucky. And he really needs to shave. That last note was HARSH, totally off-key. Randy says he didn't really love this one, because it was kind of corny, but Anoop can really sing. He thinks it was nice, baby, nice. What, really? Kara liked the beat, like it could actually be on the radio. Uh, what?! What is wrong with these judges. Paula says the stubble makes him look fantastic and that real men know how to wear pink. She says he hit that magical tone in his voice, and he should smile more - "You've got beautiful teeth!" Simon totally disagrees with the judges, it was mediocre at best, a horrible version of that song, genuinely his worst performance ever. Once again, Simon says what we all are thinking. At least, what I am thinking. Ryan comments on Anoop's man-scaped eyebrows. What a thing to say.
9:58 - The recap. Love Lil's earrings, didn't notice them before. Oh, there's the bongos again. Danny's dorky dancing. Allison's hair rocks. Mmmmmm, Adam.... Matt sucks. Anoop is boring.
And there you have it, AI is out (remember when Ryan used to always say that? hah), at least until tomorrow night's result show. Hope you liked my 1st ever Live Blog. I had fun. My fingers hurt like hell from the frantic typing, though.
9:01 - Ryan makes a speedy intro, Simon gets cat calls and he grins. Is that Vince Neil from Motley Crue in the audience? Here come the contestants - holy shit! Adam is wearing a beautiful black suit, no makeup, slicked back hair. I'm seriously drooling. He looks like a giant standing next to Ryan. I think I read somewhere that Adam is between 6'1 and 6'4. *panting* We all know how I feel about tall men. They have big feet. Which means..... big shoes! Heh.
9:04 - Lil Rounds sings Chaka Khan's "I'm Every Woman". She looks awesome in a black pant suit, very toned arms. Randy doesn't like the song choice, thinks it doesn't show what vocal control she has. Kara says she's been waiting for Lil to sing Chaka, but not sure if it was worth the wait. "But you look great!" Nice back-handed compliment, there. Paula gives props to Lil for her vocal recovery (had some sort of voice problem yesterday) but agrees with Paula and Kara. Simon says "no originality, very copy-cat, vocals were a mess, I absolutely believe this is your final shot." Looks like tomorrow night, its goodbye Lil!
9:12 - So many commercials, annoying! Kris Allen is up next. He's kind of a cutie. Never really noticed him before. He's singing "She Works Hard for the Money" by Donna Summer. He's holding a guitar, why?? Playing guitar on a disco song? Weird. Okay, now that he's playing it and singing, it actually works. I like the bongo drums. He's not wearing anything special, a white t-shirt and jeans. Not very disco-ish. He's giving the song kind of a laid-back, acoustic, Caribbean spin. Oh, guess he's actually wearing grayish-green slacks. The audience liked his performance. What do the judges think? Kara can't get a word in, the way the audience is carrying on. She said he took a risk and it paid off, "I gotta give you props". Paula thinks it had a classy Santana feel to it. (That's who I was thinking it sounded like, Santana!) She made a weird comment about Kris shopping for ladies clothes, it starts a little situation with her and Simon, both of them snarking at each other. Paula says Simon shops for women's clothing. Simon just wants her to shut up, I can tell. Simon thinks Kris's performance was original, well thought out, "NOT karaoke". Randy says he knows who he is, he's ready for the big time.
9:18 - Going to commercial. Allison and Danny after the break.
9:22 - Danny Goke is singing Earth, Wind & Fire's "September". He looks blah, same as usual. I do like Danny, he's got a heart-wrenching back story (his beloved wife died of cancer). He has a good voice. I could see him in the top 4 with Adam, Allison and Kris. Paula is standing and grooving along. Okay, yes it is Vince Neil in the audience with some blonde. Must be the wife. Randy says he turned the song into something that really worked for him tonight, he worked it out, baby. Kara says she was kinda worried, like if Simon wore a plaid shirt. What? Kara implies it might not be a memorable performance, though. Paula says Danny chose vocally to show his agility and brilliance, she thinks he has one of the sexiest voices and that women of all ages will agree. Simon pretty much agrees with all that's been said, but he didn't get a feeling of star power, the performance overall was a bit clumsy and awkward. Paula throws in, "See you in the final 3!"
9:27 - Allison Irehata sings "Hot Stuff" by Donna Summer. I friggin' LOVE her husky, deep voice. And she's only like 17! Why is she sitting, no, reclining, on the bright red stairs? Get up, girl. Whoa, what is she wearing? Are those black latex leggings under her short, silver sequined skirt? I like the curly hair. Wow, she can really belt it out. She must've changed the arrangement of the song, though, it sounds different. Randy thought it was a little over-indulgent, didn't like the arrangement, but that she is one of the best singers in the competition. Kara thought making the arrangement slower hurt the performance, but from a singing perspective it was a 9-10. Paula says the last note hit it off the charts. Simon says Allison was the under-dog, but it was a brilliant performance.
9:32 - Adam Lambert after the break! Woot woot!
9:36 - FINALLY, what I've been waiting for all week.... Here he is! GAWD he looks hot. He's doing "If I Can't Have You" from the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. Putting his own spin on a disco classic, says Ryan. Wow, he is changing it up. Its so beautiful and slow, soulful. Ohman, look at the faces he's making! Sexy smoulder, pained love. He can hit those high notes, shit! Everyone is cheering and screaming for him. He's wearing the coolest pinky ring ever, it goes right almost to the nail. Ack! I can't type fast enough to say all the things going through my head right now. Song ends on a gentle falsetto note. Standing O from Paula, of course. Simon is clapping. Randy says Adam is ready-right-now-dude, he's got it majorly going on, he's a hot one tonight, America! Kara says he's brilliant, every week he ups it, he looks like the guy from "Saturday Night Live" (*snicker* Dontcha mean Fever?! She did that before, said Studio 57 instead of 54) meets Clark Kent. Paula looks near tears. She says he chose to take a disco song and not make it cliche; she felt his pain "like he tore his heart out and wore it on the stage" (might have screwed up the quote there, I'm too busy grinning like a maniac and devouring him with my eyes), he's brilliant and will be in the final. Simon says he would've bet $10,000 that Adam would have done Donna Summer. LOL. The performance was original, the vocals were immaculate, people will remember this. Ryan is so short standing next to Adam! He says Paula was melting into a pool.
9:41 - Matt Giraud after the break. Who?
9:46 - Ryan says Matt is hoping the song is a metaphor for him staying in the competition (the judges chose to use their one and only "save" to keep Matt in the competition last week after he was voted off). Matt is doing "Staying Alive" by the BeeGees. What's up with the weird falsetto he put in there? Tyler says "Holy, this song sucks. Definitely karaoke singing." Wow, listen to Hubs sounding like Simon there. Hah. Matt has the dorkiest hat on, he must be trying to look like Justin Timberlake. Another shitty falsetto. Talk about trying to sound like Adam and it totally backfiring. Omg, I just typed that and Hubs comes out and says the same thing. I tell ya -- soulmates. Matt has a skinny black tie on. Doesn't he know only Adam can get away with skinny ties? More falsetto. The judges are going to rip him to shreds. Randy thinks the song choice and arrangements were bad choices, but that this bunch is the most talented group AI has had. Kara says he brought disco back, brought the groove. She liked his dancing, the vocals were pretty good. "Was it crazy-original the way that Adam's was? NO." Paula thinks this song was a "strike" (as in bowling) and that he deserved the save they made last week. Are the judges insane?! He SUCKED!! Simon actually didn't like that performance, because he's got to get himself out of "Idol land" and into the real world. In the real world, it came across as desperate, no originality, he's not a huge fan, sorry. Yes! Thank you, Simon. I knew I wasn't crazy.
9:50 - Anoop Desai closes the show after the break. You know, during auditions I really liked Anoop and was sad to see him go during Hollywood week. Then they brought him back after another contestant was kicked off for some nefarious reason or another. But he's let me down. I wonder what he'll sing, not that I really care at this point. I've still got an Adam-high goin' on, but its getting wasted watching these losers.
9:54 - Ryan takes a drink from Paula's Coke cup. Anoop is singing "Dance the Night Away". I think that's what its called. Didn't catch the original artist's name. I like the pink sweater vest but the gray suit is ugly. His dance moves are seriously sucky. And he really needs to shave. That last note was HARSH, totally off-key. Randy says he didn't really love this one, because it was kind of corny, but Anoop can really sing. He thinks it was nice, baby, nice. What, really? Kara liked the beat, like it could actually be on the radio. Uh, what?! What is wrong with these judges. Paula says the stubble makes him look fantastic and that real men know how to wear pink. She says he hit that magical tone in his voice, and he should smile more - "You've got beautiful teeth!" Simon totally disagrees with the judges, it was mediocre at best, a horrible version of that song, genuinely his worst performance ever. Once again, Simon says what we all are thinking. At least, what I am thinking. Ryan comments on Anoop's man-scaped eyebrows. What a thing to say.
9:58 - The recap. Love Lil's earrings, didn't notice them before. Oh, there's the bongos again. Danny's dorky dancing. Allison's hair rocks. Mmmmmm, Adam.... Matt sucks. Anoop is boring.
And there you have it, AI is out (remember when Ryan used to always say that? hah), at least until tomorrow night's result show. Hope you liked my 1st ever Live Blog. I had fun. My fingers hurt like hell from the frantic typing, though.
Here, I found a pic on the message boards. (YES, I went immediately there after the show, I told you I'm an addict. Cut me some slack, I needed to talk about the show with fellow Glamberts, its just like after seeing a movie at the theatre!) This was taken just before the show tonight. Isn't he beautiful? *sigh*
“True genius does not fulfill expectations, true genius shatters it."
(That quote is from Paula to Adam, during judging after his Born to Be Wild performance.)You know that I'm really doing all these Adam posts for myself, right? So I can get my Adam-fix every day, or whenever the craving comes upon me. Well, I wanted to do a post today to show everyone that I'm not the only one with an obsession. I'm going to give some links to the American Idol message board forums, to a few select threads that I've found to be very eye-opening and touching. (A thread is a topic that a user has created for other fans to reply to, I've created about four threads in the last couple days, lol). To give you an idea of the incredible popularity he has, the other contestants have a few thousand threads on their forums. Adam's number? Well, its going on 100,000+.
It seems that Adam's affect on people is massive and widespread. Everyone from tweens, to teens, to young adults, to middle-agers, even "grannies for Adam" (that's a real group formed on the board) -- all these people of all ages, from all walks of life, have something to say about how he has impacted their lives. And its not just all "he's so hot" like you'd expect (although there are millions of comments like that, of course, just look at the guy). For example, one woman left a comment saying that being able to see the sweet, polite, genuinely good-hearted side of Adam enabled her to look beyond her teenage son's own image of pierced-nose-black-nail-polish-mohawk-hair to the person inside; changing the path of anger, confusion, and shame that she was going down onto one of tolerance, acceptance, and love. It was incredibly touching. I'll try to find that comment and quote it specifically, because my words don't do hers justice. (Okay, so after half an hour of searching, I can't find the comment because first of all, I don't remember the thread title and secondly, new threads are added every second, so even though that particular thread was created yesterday, its probably on page 5 by now.)
The first thread I'm going to link to is titled "Adam obsession: A middle-aged woman's ramblings". So many woman in their 40s-50s-60s replied, it was amazing. But the basic theme to all their posts was that, while they can recognize his sex appeal, the main feeling he has inspired in them is a feeling of excitement similar to what they experienced in their youth, that mad rush of emotion that they felt for the Beatles, Elvis, Freddy Mercury, etc. They know, because they've seen and experienced it before in their youth, that we are seeing something truly spectacular happening here, the rebirth of music and the interpretation and expression of it, the re-emergence of a musical talent that understands the importance of "putting on a show" (ala Freddy Mercury, whom Adam is compared to constantly). For years we have been inundated with artists that are created in the studio, reliant on the vocal-perfector machines (whatever they're called). The music all sounds the same, no one stands out, there's no more Kurt Cobains, David Bowies, Ozzy Osbournes that bring about the creation of new musical genres. We've grown to accept this path that music has taken, away from true talent and showmanship. We are used to these artificial artists that rely on background dancers and lip-synching at their live shows to detract from the fact that how they sound live is nothing like their CDs. Yet here we have a man who can bring everyone up out of their seat, screaming with excitement, dancing up a storm in their livingrooms, dying with anticipation each week to see how he will change his image, what song he will perform and make his own, what emotions he will unlock and inspire in us through his interpretations.
But back to the women on the AI thread... They also feel protective of him, because of his background and the struggle he's gone through, its like a mother would feel knowing her child has been bullied. Its somewhat comforting and reassuring to me to know that I'm not the only one dancing around like a nut, pumping my fists in the air, getting hyper because Adam's onscreen and doing his thing.
"Adam obsession: a middle-aged woman's ramblings"
This next link is to a thread that started by quoting something someone said. The original quote was from an older man, a "grandpa" in his own words, who talked about Adam's emotional journey. It is pretty enlightening, to realize that even though Adam's talent and charisma practically screams at you, its taken him years and years to get this far in his career. Adam mostly did musical theatre and cabaret shows, but still dealt with rejection from industry people saying he wasn't what they were looking for. As a kid growing up, he was teased mercilessly for being the way he is, not so much on the gay/bi issue, but because he's a dramatic, out-there (no pun intended) kind of guy. And a lot of people can't deal with that. So from a young age, he had to learn how to look past that, to ignore his critics and tormentors and just be himself, and to be comfortable in his own skin. And despite all the hardship, he's a genuine person; kind, soft-spoken, polite, open-minded, considerate, and above all, incredibly humble. This is a guy who truly deserves the title of the ultimate American Idol. He's changing the perception of what a man is "supposed" to be.
"A grandpa's assessment of Adam's emotional voyage"
One thread was just a link to an article written by Brad Laidman, who writes for BlogCritics Magazine (here's the article). Its a glowing tribute to Adam and his artistry, and includes a couple awesome YouTube clips. One video clip was of the AI Tracks of My Tears performance, which I hadn't actually watched in full until that article. And by the end of the song, I had tear tracks of my own running down my face. When you watch Adam's other, wilder, performances with the screams, growls, lip-curls, hip-shaking, black nail polish, spiked emo hair, dark eyeliner... its easy to forget that he is also capable of stripping a song down to its bare, emotional, vulnerable core with nothing more than his soft, tender voice. No theatrics, no strutting around the stage, no makeup or jewelry, just a man sitting on a chair singing about the aching loss of love. So watching that video gave a new dimension to the Lambertitis I'm experiencing, made me see him as more than a hunky sex god capable of bringing down the roof with his high notes. He creates an emotional connection to the music that we the viewers experience, through him, as well.
On a lighter note, here is one video from the article that is not only awesome in its truth, but pretty cute and funny.
It seems that Adam's affect on people is massive and widespread. Everyone from tweens, to teens, to young adults, to middle-agers, even "grannies for Adam" (that's a real group formed on the board) -- all these people of all ages, from all walks of life, have something to say about how he has impacted their lives. And its not just all "he's so hot" like you'd expect (although there are millions of comments like that, of course, just look at the guy). For example, one woman left a comment saying that being able to see the sweet, polite, genuinely good-hearted side of Adam enabled her to look beyond her teenage son's own image of pierced-nose-black-nail-polish-mohawk-hair to the person inside; changing the path of anger, confusion, and shame that she was going down onto one of tolerance, acceptance, and love. It was incredibly touching. I'll try to find that comment and quote it specifically, because my words don't do hers justice. (Okay, so after half an hour of searching, I can't find the comment because first of all, I don't remember the thread title and secondly, new threads are added every second, so even though that particular thread was created yesterday, its probably on page 5 by now.)
The first thread I'm going to link to is titled "Adam obsession: A middle-aged woman's ramblings". So many woman in their 40s-50s-60s replied, it was amazing. But the basic theme to all their posts was that, while they can recognize his sex appeal, the main feeling he has inspired in them is a feeling of excitement similar to what they experienced in their youth, that mad rush of emotion that they felt for the Beatles, Elvis, Freddy Mercury, etc. They know, because they've seen and experienced it before in their youth, that we are seeing something truly spectacular happening here, the rebirth of music and the interpretation and expression of it, the re-emergence of a musical talent that understands the importance of "putting on a show" (ala Freddy Mercury, whom Adam is compared to constantly). For years we have been inundated with artists that are created in the studio, reliant on the vocal-perfector machines (whatever they're called). The music all sounds the same, no one stands out, there's no more Kurt Cobains, David Bowies, Ozzy Osbournes that bring about the creation of new musical genres. We've grown to accept this path that music has taken, away from true talent and showmanship. We are used to these artificial artists that rely on background dancers and lip-synching at their live shows to detract from the fact that how they sound live is nothing like their CDs. Yet here we have a man who can bring everyone up out of their seat, screaming with excitement, dancing up a storm in their livingrooms, dying with anticipation each week to see how he will change his image, what song he will perform and make his own, what emotions he will unlock and inspire in us through his interpretations.
But back to the women on the AI thread... They also feel protective of him, because of his background and the struggle he's gone through, its like a mother would feel knowing her child has been bullied. Its somewhat comforting and reassuring to me to know that I'm not the only one dancing around like a nut, pumping my fists in the air, getting hyper because Adam's onscreen and doing his thing.
"Adam obsession: a middle-aged woman's ramblings"
This next link is to a thread that started by quoting something someone said. The original quote was from an older man, a "grandpa" in his own words, who talked about Adam's emotional journey. It is pretty enlightening, to realize that even though Adam's talent and charisma practically screams at you, its taken him years and years to get this far in his career. Adam mostly did musical theatre and cabaret shows, but still dealt with rejection from industry people saying he wasn't what they were looking for. As a kid growing up, he was teased mercilessly for being the way he is, not so much on the gay/bi issue, but because he's a dramatic, out-there (no pun intended) kind of guy. And a lot of people can't deal with that. So from a young age, he had to learn how to look past that, to ignore his critics and tormentors and just be himself, and to be comfortable in his own skin. And despite all the hardship, he's a genuine person; kind, soft-spoken, polite, open-minded, considerate, and above all, incredibly humble. This is a guy who truly deserves the title of the ultimate American Idol. He's changing the perception of what a man is "supposed" to be.
"A grandpa's assessment of Adam's emotional voyage"
One thread was just a link to an article written by Brad Laidman, who writes for BlogCritics Magazine (here's the article). Its a glowing tribute to Adam and his artistry, and includes a couple awesome YouTube clips. One video clip was of the AI Tracks of My Tears performance, which I hadn't actually watched in full until that article. And by the end of the song, I had tear tracks of my own running down my face. When you watch Adam's other, wilder, performances with the screams, growls, lip-curls, hip-shaking, black nail polish, spiked emo hair, dark eyeliner... its easy to forget that he is also capable of stripping a song down to its bare, emotional, vulnerable core with nothing more than his soft, tender voice. No theatrics, no strutting around the stage, no makeup or jewelry, just a man sitting on a chair singing about the aching loss of love. So watching that video gave a new dimension to the Lambertitis I'm experiencing, made me see him as more than a hunky sex god capable of bringing down the roof with his high notes. He creates an emotional connection to the music that we the viewers experience, through him, as well.
On a lighter note, here is one video from the article that is not only awesome in its truth, but pretty cute and funny.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
I can't stop the insanity!
I can read your minds: Enough with the Adam obsession! Not happenin', people. Its getting worse. I even started my own thread on the AI message boards ("What song are you desperate to hear Adam sing?" - my answer: Hold On by Sarah McLachlan). I became an "official fan" on facebook, left a comment along the lines of I'd give up my vow of no more kids to have your baby, Adam! (HAHA!) I even replied to one woman's comment on Adam's facebook page (she was bashing his alleged gay-ness, spouting religious nonsense); I said "Judge not lest ye be judged". See, I can quote the bible, too, lady.
Its embarrassing to admit but I just spent like two hours online getting pictures of him to save to a folder. I swear, if I was like 14 I'd probably be making a collage from the pics to put on my bedroom wall. Hmmm.... I kinda like that idea!
Anyway, just like the saying "Misery loves company" I figure the same applies to obsession. If I'm going down that path to insanity, I'm bringing y'all with me! Muah ah ah ah! Oh yes. You can't beat me, so you might as well join me.
So I'm going to post a lot of those pictures, but be warned: Any of you 'upright' types may be offended by a few of the more 'flamboyant' ones. (The majority of those type of pics are from various stagework he's done, so don't judge before you know "the rest of the story"). But I just want to say that I actually find his alleged gayness (I'm convinced he's bi, though) makes me like him that much more. His attitude is that of 'I am who I am, take it or leave it' and I admire that in a person. He's comfortable in his own skin, he doesn't hide that part of himself, he's honest yet incredibly laid back (he responded to someone's question about recently leaked photos of him kissing a guy by laughing in the guy's face). Plus, I have no judgement whatsoever on homosexuality so it doesn't bother me in the least. Besides, a guy who's totally unafraid to wear makeup, and the degree of skill he has in applying it, is a total turn-on. If only he could teach me to apply my eyeliner like that! I'm jealous.
But anyway, here's the pics...
Belting it out on AI, I think this was the 'Black or White' performance
Singing 'Mad World' on AI, my 2nd fave performance after 'Ring of Fire'
A guy that wears a scarf with style
Love the tongue here
Oooo, the slicked-back hair, the eyes...
A fan did this one, looks cool
Not sure what song this was but I think it was from Motown week, he's so suave!
Scary sexy
And it burns, burns, burns... the ring of fire
From one of the stage plays he did (I'm jealous of the arm touching him)
Um... Glamazon Drag Queen? He wears it well, though
Zero makeup, no tan, freckles everywhere -- still stunning!
From another play, he looks like a Rock God Pharaoh or something
This is one of the 'leaked' kissing photos (the other two had tongue so I'll spare your maidenly sensibilities, lol) but the Glamazon makeup and waves of purple hair make me think there's more going on here than meets the eye. The other kissing pics weren't as 'obvious' as this one, you know? Maybe this was from a Halloween party and they're just putting on a show, who knows.
I've posted this pic before but its No. 5 in my top 5 fave pics of him so I gotta post it again
This is the album cover from his CD, check out his eyes! *shiver*
Classic Lambert
No. 4 in my top 5 pics
Crooning
No. 3 in my top 5 pics
LOVE IT! Check out the skinny tie, lol
"You, yeah you, that's right, I'm pointing at you."
It's all about the attitude
No. 2 in the top 5 -- its all about the eyes!
Just finished his AI performance, loving the reaction of the judges and fans
Oh, to be those fingers... heh!
Kind of a Clockwork Orange vibe here (that movie caused me extreme mental scarring yet he makes insanity look good, haha)
He's like, "Pardon? What did you just say to me?"
I really like this one
Getting goth-emo-punk-glam before the show
The classic scroll-down pic, check out the pigeon toes! I feel instant kinship
Oh man, okay, I'm starting to get sensory overload here...
And here it is -- my No. 1 fave pic! In my crazy imaginings, his wrists are bound and tied to the bedpost, he's looking at me with those sexy smiling eyes... heaven! Oops, did I say that out loud? lol
Its embarrassing to admit but I just spent like two hours online getting pictures of him to save to a folder. I swear, if I was like 14 I'd probably be making a collage from the pics to put on my bedroom wall. Hmmm.... I kinda like that idea!
Anyway, just like the saying "Misery loves company" I figure the same applies to obsession. If I'm going down that path to insanity, I'm bringing y'all with me! Muah ah ah ah! Oh yes. You can't beat me, so you might as well join me.
So I'm going to post a lot of those pictures, but be warned: Any of you 'upright' types may be offended by a few of the more 'flamboyant' ones. (The majority of those type of pics are from various stagework he's done, so don't judge before you know "the rest of the story"). But I just want to say that I actually find his alleged gayness (I'm convinced he's bi, though) makes me like him that much more. His attitude is that of 'I am who I am, take it or leave it' and I admire that in a person. He's comfortable in his own skin, he doesn't hide that part of himself, he's honest yet incredibly laid back (he responded to someone's question about recently leaked photos of him kissing a guy by laughing in the guy's face). Plus, I have no judgement whatsoever on homosexuality so it doesn't bother me in the least. Besides, a guy who's totally unafraid to wear makeup, and the degree of skill he has in applying it, is a total turn-on. If only he could teach me to apply my eyeliner like that! I'm jealous.
But anyway, here's the pics...
Belting it out on AI, I think this was the 'Black or White' performance
Singing 'Mad World' on AI, my 2nd fave performance after 'Ring of Fire'
A guy that wears a scarf with style
Love the tongue here
Oooo, the slicked-back hair, the eyes...
A fan did this one, looks cool
Not sure what song this was but I think it was from Motown week, he's so suave!
Scary sexy
And it burns, burns, burns... the ring of fire
From one of the stage plays he did (I'm jealous of the arm touching him)
Um... Glamazon Drag Queen? He wears it well, though
Zero makeup, no tan, freckles everywhere -- still stunning!
From another play, he looks like a Rock God Pharaoh or something
This is one of the 'leaked' kissing photos (the other two had tongue so I'll spare your maidenly sensibilities, lol) but the Glamazon makeup and waves of purple hair make me think there's more going on here than meets the eye. The other kissing pics weren't as 'obvious' as this one, you know? Maybe this was from a Halloween party and they're just putting on a show, who knows.
I've posted this pic before but its No. 5 in my top 5 fave pics of him so I gotta post it again
This is the album cover from his CD, check out his eyes! *shiver*
Classic Lambert
No. 4 in my top 5 pics
Crooning
No. 3 in my top 5 pics
LOVE IT! Check out the skinny tie, lol
"You, yeah you, that's right, I'm pointing at you."
It's all about the attitude
No. 2 in the top 5 -- its all about the eyes!
Just finished his AI performance, loving the reaction of the judges and fans
Oh, to be those fingers... heh!
Kind of a Clockwork Orange vibe here (that movie caused me extreme mental scarring yet he makes insanity look good, haha)
He's like, "Pardon? What did you just say to me?"
I really like this one
Getting goth-emo-punk-glam before the show
The classic scroll-down pic, check out the pigeon toes! I feel instant kinship
Oh man, okay, I'm starting to get sensory overload here...
And here it is -- my No. 1 fave pic! In my crazy imaginings, his wrists are bound and tied to the bedpost, he's looking at me with those sexy smiling eyes... heaven! Oops, did I say that out loud? lolOkay, all right, time to cool down. You are a married woman with 4 kids. You do not lust after a 26 year old emo. That wears more makeup and jewelry than you do. And nicer clothes and shoes. (Doh!) Yes, but his birthday is two days before yours, and you're both Aquarius. All those same Zodiac-al qualities. Ha ha. I'd be happy if he only taught me how to line my lower lid with eyeliner like he does so perfectly.
[Seriously, how does he do it? Can you ladies line your eyes so perfectly? I'm pretty good at lining my top lid (all those hours and episodes of What Not to Wear, the makeup application scenes, finally pay off), but the lower gets all smeary. Or works its way into the little lines under my eyes, lines that I have thanks to over a decade of inserting contacts. Some people make it look so effortless, and its not.]
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