This is WACKY prediction day, right?
Adam F. Lambert has expressed his utter devotion to the depth and substance of pop music and his desire to immerse
himself fully in it for album 3. RCA wants his record out in 6 1/2 weeks, so he doesn't get to EP but chooses the
dream co-producer for the job..Britney Spears. Hell, if anyone knows how to 'fluff' up a song and get radio play,
it's the 'Brit'. Score one for the team.
His mission statement is: Pop for Dummies 101.
Now down to collaborations, which we all know Adam enjoys. He knocks radio on it's proverbial butt with a
leading single..a feat with Lana Del Ray. Soars to number one and stays there for a year. Sells a billion units.
But...Adam isn't done. No my, with such a plethora of talent willing to work with him, it is only natural he
would write with PSY another killer single. And learn some cool choreo to add to his next tour.
Adam now checks into all the songs that made number one on the top 40 in the last year. He throws out anything
that might have any emotion in it, cause pop is fun and Adam is the fun guy. No more autobiographical shit.
This is going to be a mindless party with two sentence lyrics that loop to a predictable beat and the hypnotic
effect is more than Adam could have dreamed possible. He finds such an abundance of material to boost from
that the writing process for most of the album takes two days. Pharrell is pleased.
As Adam still likes to keep secrets, he won't divulge any of his other collaborators, but he has given the
'tease'. Britney can't shut her mouth and reveals all the tracks a month before release. Forgive her..she
is so excited. This is the best work since..her own.
And the public goes WILD!!!! 'Who is this new master of the pop world', they ask. RCA can't press the
discs fast enough, itunes crashes for a week and Adam is invited to promo his single on SNL. The
CD subtly called..'Up Yours'...debuts at..of course, at number infinity, cause it is just THAT good.
Adam is so ecstatic by the reception of his pop contribution, he takes up the ukelele. I mean, when
perfection is achieved in vocal aptitude, can an instrument be far away? Always the supportive partner,
Sauli learns bells. In the privacy of their home, they have polka parties to keep
Murly happy.
He never tours with this pop phenom CD chart killer...but why? It elevates people's blood sugar levels
to a dangerous high.
Mega-rich Adam then buys out RCA...starts his own record company and records anything he damn well pleases.
This album..'The Joke's on You'...sells out every arena in the world and Adam tours for 4 years off and on just
to cover the demand and to have home time with his love, Sauli, as their relationship still thrives. To
celebrate all the success they each have had in their individual careers, they buy a deluxe juicer. Isn't
romance wondrous?