3.23.13 Tour Ends, updated with Twitter Party

I am still in a complete freak out mode caused by the emotional overload - which is something I always do, freeze in the  "deer caught in the headlights" posture until my poor brain and heart find a way to process all those emotions - and that in turn led to the radio silence on my side. No Twitter, no Atop, I am processing, thank you very much: ) It was quite comfortable there, but it felt a little bit ungrateful. It is so easy to kick back in your chair, let the others bring over the news and smile sappily over the glorious recaps... So here is me snapping out of it, but unfortunately, I have nothing much to offer at this point, other than my  "No, I was not there, but I rode that roller coaster like an over enthusiastic cowgirl on LSD"  usual verbal outpour.


The thing is, I could have been there. I really could. An Atop angel offered to buy me the Helsinki ticket. Another Atop angel offered accomodation in Helsinki. It is still overwhelming to me, all the kindness and generosity. I could not accept and I spent yesterday afternoon feeling sorry for myself, not only because I had not been able to go, but also because I  could not even be around for the stream! And that pitiful sob fest between me and myself ended in the most severe case of guilt tripping, since I was so happy when I found out later that there even was not a stream. I was happy more for me not missing it than I was sad for you here who were waiting for it in vain. Bad, bad Aleks. A little bit of self-flaggelation and I will be good to go: )


There are two reasons I am bringing up the incredible generosity of Adamtopia right now. The first would be because I want everyone to know what a great place this is and that its members are the nicest and kindest people I have ever met. The second has something to do with the Saint Petersburg Milonov fuckery, my general fury when politics interferes with art and when bad, ugly things happen in the world, which they do, all the time. Here is my point - they do not catch me by surprise anymore. I was upset, but not surprised. Is it because I am such person, or because I live where I live, I honestly do not know. What I do know is that when I detect kind, nice, lovable, selfless, talented, positive, friendly people I grab on to them like a spider monkey and never let go. My heart would wilt away if I did not do that; it is purely for self-preservational purposes: ) It is my soul food. Ergo, I am never letting go of Adam. I am never letting go of you.


About the spectacular We Are Glamily Tour finale in Helsinki - I will try to say something a little bit different than what we could read in beautiful recaps so far and will read in the ones we are eagerly awaiting. I hope you will understand.
I think Adam has reached a new plane of artistic and personal existence on this tour. Through the noise of my galloping heartbeat drumming in my ears, my hazed brain kept repeating perfection, perfection, perfection... coming to that conclusion pretty quickly and without a single doubt. I was very happy and proud of him. The energy rush kept me at the highest peak of excitement throughout the whole concert. But slowly, the new realization found its way through that haze, causing my lips to quirk in a knowing smile: Adam has learned to share less. Not to give less, on the contrary. What he gives us is abundant. It is more in a sense that he has separated more distinctly his private life and his stage life.


Earlier, I could feel a myriad of emotions going through him during performances. As if there was a life line between him, the stage and the audience. Excitement, giddiness, arousal; also sometimes nervousness, trepidation. He wore his heart upon his sleeve. Sometimes I worried before the performance how it would go for him. And now, during the WAG tour, Helsinki especially, he was so happy without investing himself too much, he was sexy without getting aroused, he was excited without losing himself. I so hope you will understand what I am trying to say. That distinction right there made it possible for him to reach that perfection, I believe. And it will lead him to the longevity which he desires. His audience benefits from it, but more importantly, Adam does. I felt waves of admiration rushing through me upon the realization. He is the master of the stage now, he owns it, never allowing for a second a vice versa case. And, hey, if it takes freaking the hell out of the sound guy, it is fine by me. More than fine, actually: ) I like domineering Adam. Domineering Adam can stay: )))



About the individual segments of the show, his voice for one, his looks, the songs, the set list, the band, the staging - I apologize, I cannot think of any new superlatives. Imagine a smooth slide of panegyrics worthy of the best Old Greek orators:) That Helsinki stage, that audience is what he deserves and they deserve him in return. That concert is a landmark of his career and life and Adam starts a new chapter with this one ending in complete and astonishing triumph.  



PS///  A huge, never ending THANK YOU to everyone on Adamtopia, the concert goers, Adam, the band and especially the sound guys:)))

This one's a bit blurry and overlightened but @LoveMrS*&@^#r's face wins. #WAGHelsinki pic.twitter.com/fB7do4oLeW