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two things:
1) Adam Lambert is amazing, magnificent, larger than life, and just about any other superlative you can come up with.
2) there's a good chance i will have a shiny new job by the end of the year.
the latter of these two is actually what i'm dying to talk about, but nothing's definite of course. i have an interview with a pharmaceutical manufacturer next week, and in the meantime i'm also waiting to possibly hear from another pharmaceutical company. i can't fathom when or how it happened, but i've managed to acquire a reputation in the field for knowing quite a lot about nutraceuticals in general, so once i started telling people i'm looking for a job, word spread. in all the right places.
and then ADAM!!! last saturday, my sister and i set out for Helsinki shortly after noon. there were 300 people ahead of us in the line outside the venue, and it was freezing in spite of all the handknit things we wore. the man inspires all kinds of freaky hysterical behavior. such as: i witnessed a girl calling someone to inform them she'd seen a glimpse of Adam's denim-clad ass through a window... and i was actually mildly jealous.
doors opened after six, we headed straight for the bar, and i managed to get slightly drunk off a small bottle of hard cider. there was a fence separating the bar from the sober folks that was anchored on cement blocks, and that's where i stationed myself. turned out to be what saved me, too, because we were about twenty rows deep and had i not stood on the block, i wouldn't have been able to see a thing. on the other side was a v. sweet older glambert who ended up spending half her time defending a gaggle of pre-teens, chaperoned by a 16-year-old, who were in constant danger of being crushed by selfish bitches pushing through the crowd who claimed they had friends in the front row. DON'T WE ALL, YOU RAGING IDIOT.
and then Adam came out, and WHOA. he's so tall, and the glittery top hat (with feathers!) rather predictably just added to the effect. he towered over all 2,500 of us. asdfkjhgdf i can't even describe it. he was just unreal. and so glittery.
and then he sang.
everything anyone's ever said about his voice is true, and then some. people talk about the helium effect, and it was very pronounced. it can't be an issue with the sound mix, because 80 shows into the tour, they would've figured out a way to fix it. it's like this extra tone on top of his voice. i've never heard anything like it. his voice is absolutely magnificent. yeah, it's good on the album, but it's even better live.
there was dancing and boy kissing and a little bit of ~suggestive hip action (bb was sick with a cold, tho, so nothing too crazy - it was funny, btw: when he spoke, it was clear he wasn't feeling well, but when he sang, you couldn't tell at all) and then all too soon it was over and there was very nearly a stampede to finish off those of us who weren't dead yet. (dead or unconscious - there were six or so fainters in all, i personally witnessed two D:) it took us 45 minutes to get our coats; people were having panic attacks in the crowd and i swear we were *thisclose* to a v. bad situation (2,500 people, two doors, a total of six people working the coat check, do the math). in the end, my sister and i ended up splurging on a taxi instead of taking the train home.
yeah. i'd go again in a heartbeat, though. because, well, all of this.
1) Adam Lambert is amazing, magnificent, larger than life, and just about any other superlative you can come up with.
2) there's a good chance i will have a shiny new job by the end of the year.
the latter of these two is actually what i'm dying to talk about, but nothing's definite of course. i have an interview with a pharmaceutical manufacturer next week, and in the meantime i'm also waiting to possibly hear from another pharmaceutical company. i can't fathom when or how it happened, but i've managed to acquire a reputation in the field for knowing quite a lot about nutraceuticals in general, so once i started telling people i'm looking for a job, word spread. in all the right places.
and then ADAM!!! last saturday, my sister and i set out for Helsinki shortly after noon. there were 300 people ahead of us in the line outside the venue, and it was freezing in spite of all the handknit things we wore. the man inspires all kinds of freaky hysterical behavior. such as: i witnessed a girl calling someone to inform them she'd seen a glimpse of Adam's denim-clad ass through a window... and i was actually mildly jealous.
doors opened after six, we headed straight for the bar, and i managed to get slightly drunk off a small bottle of hard cider. there was a fence separating the bar from the sober folks that was anchored on cement blocks, and that's where i stationed myself. turned out to be what saved me, too, because we were about twenty rows deep and had i not stood on the block, i wouldn't have been able to see a thing. on the other side was a v. sweet older glambert who ended up spending half her time defending a gaggle of pre-teens, chaperoned by a 16-year-old, who were in constant danger of being crushed by selfish bitches pushing through the crowd who claimed they had friends in the front row. DON'T WE ALL, YOU RAGING IDIOT.
and then Adam came out, and WHOA. he's so tall, and the glittery top hat (with feathers!) rather predictably just added to the effect. he towered over all 2,500 of us. asdfkjhgdf i can't even describe it. he was just unreal. and so glittery.
and then he sang.
everything anyone's ever said about his voice is true, and then some. people talk about the helium effect, and it was very pronounced. it can't be an issue with the sound mix, because 80 shows into the tour, they would've figured out a way to fix it. it's like this extra tone on top of his voice. i've never heard anything like it. his voice is absolutely magnificent. yeah, it's good on the album, but it's even better live.
there was dancing and boy kissing and a little bit of ~suggestive hip action (bb was sick with a cold, tho, so nothing too crazy - it was funny, btw: when he spoke, it was clear he wasn't feeling well, but when he sang, you couldn't tell at all) and then all too soon it was over and there was very nearly a stampede to finish off those of us who weren't dead yet. (dead or unconscious - there were six or so fainters in all, i personally witnessed two D:) it took us 45 minutes to get our coats; people were having panic attacks in the crowd and i swear we were *thisclose* to a v. bad situation (2,500 people, two doors, a total of six people working the coat check, do the math). in the end, my sister and i ended up splurging on a taxi instead of taking the train home.
yeah. i'd go again in a heartbeat, though. because, well, all of this.