Ah, a recap of the Brussels show. Where do I even start, how is it possible to put the joy of Adam and Queen into words? The last months haven’t been easy around here, me being ill was actually just a little bump in a road filled with potholes. It got so bad that I didn’t even really have opportunity to live toward the show. I felt mostly anxious. Booking a (too expensive) hotel room at the last moment, throwing some random clothes in a suitcase (it later turned out I hadn’t even thought about taking a toothbrush). The preparations overshadowed the anticipation. Also… my husband would be there. My normally quite critical, skeptical, ‘no not this Adam guy again’ husband, who does like Queen but doesn’t really love Adam. Who is quite an accomplished singer himself, who knows about good singing, but also knows very well how to find that one little thing that is just not right.
I knew that I would have one very special guest during the show,
freakydeaky , and I was looking forward to that so much. It made me a little apprehensive too, because the TOH show in Amsterdam (her first time seeing Adam) was really not all that it could have been for her. So I really felt she should come to Brussels, and when I heard she would (I’ll insert a thank you here to some people), I worried that Brussels would be less than awesome too. Also, this was such a sad week, first Christina Grimmie, then Orlando, actually the terror alert and security measures were a bit higher than usual in Brussels too. My body wasn’t holding up yet.
To make a long story short, I worried. A lot. About almost everything. And then the concert morning came, and we went to Brussels by car. Crazy weather around Antwerp, with busy highways and pouring rain, but we got there in one piece.
And finally finally the magic of Adam and Queen kicked in. And boy, how it did. I had early entry, and there was a really nice queue there, organized, nice people. Everything. And when we got in the venue I walked with my husband as fast as we could and we ended up at the tip of the catwalk. Front row!! Which I never expected!
skaschep was next to us and slowly all my Queen and Adam friends from all over Europe filled the first few rows, and to make everything complete,
freakydeaky got in pretty quickly too, and was able to stand right behind us.
The show started and it was just bliss. Brian and Roger (and Rufus!) there, Adam there, singing, playing, making the stage light up with their presence. My husband singing, his voice mixing with Adam’s, Freaky clapping, everybody in the audience having a great great time. Adam getting close to us. And again. And again. I could drink in his face, his aura, his body (yeah, that too). The security guards, who had been really tense at the start, relaxed and started singing along. The guys were on fire and the audience responded. The applause for Adam just went on and on and on halfway through and it only stopped when he started speaking. I relaxed too and when the riffing before I want it all started I felt my soul taken up with Adam’s voice and just spread out above the audience.
It was such magic. I touched Adam’s hand too, very briefly, during Radio Gaga, but he had touched me a lot deeper inside by that time. I saw tears all around me after that song. The lives that Adam touches, it is something special.
The show was over all too fast, I could have lived in that moment in time forever I think. And I know the chance I will see them again is very very small. But still I just couldn’t be sad then. The sheer joy that these guys put on stage and in everybody’s hearts is just too immense.
After the show I was so lucky to be able to hug
mayumi and her friends. We went to our hotel bar, and when I came back in I heard my husband raving to somebody about Adam. That the show was simply amazing, better than he expected. And that Adam was awesome, not just because he hits the notes, but because he know how to tell a story really well. Later my husband told me that the things that Adam does with his voice were just ‘crazy’ and that Adam is a showoff (but that he totally would be too if he had those capabilities). Later on facebook he posted some pictures, telling everybody that he finally understood why his girl was following Queen around. I never have heard him this positive about anything. It made me very very happy.
After the show the magic went on. We had a great nights drinking and talking with some others that went to the show. And still in the afterglow I posted some of my pictures on twitter, and they just took off. The mentions of people loving them are still trickling in, and I am very flattered, and also happy because they let me stay in the Queen bubble just a little bit longer. So I’ll end this with one of my pics that you probably have seen floating around somewhere, with this beautiful joyous king and Roger hugging at the end of the show.