Here is a brief recap from one pooped person.
What a day! It began at the Russian Consulate in SF; we were sitting in the sterile waiting room, hoping for our turn at the document window, and looking at the laptop - when I saw the news about Sonisphere. My heart just fell to my feet. I felt like a robot as I turned in our paperwork. It took two additional trips to FedEx and Kinkos, and two additional hours - to purchase a special return mail envelope and photocopy our passports (things that we didn't learn about from the visa website) before things finally fell into place. As I was doing all this, I wondered if it's all for naught. Then I reminded myself about my life's adventure for which Adam is the catalyst. Truly, there is a world out there - - and I intend on learning more about it; even it Adam is not part of the itinerary. If it's just me singing "We Will Rock You" in the metro of Moscow; or "Under Pressure" in the meadows of England . . . so be it.
Once all that angst was taken care of, we were off to the Infusion Lounge!!
The line snaked around the block! Once inside, we went downstairs into the darkened bar. Someone gave me a pink feather boa. I'll take it to my mom on Friday! DH found me a glass of wine, and, just inside, Adam was doing the sound check! Doors were super-insulated; virtually no music came my way. I commend 97.3 Alice Radio for keeping the 100+ of us happy with delicious hors d'oeuvres. Time passed quickly! Doors opened to a standing-room only venue. Very small and intimate. I stood behind three others, just to Adam's left. SOO close! He and Tommy came out to huge cheers. This group - mostly women - was happy, relaxed, and lively! As I recall, Adam was wearing black t-shirt, black jacket, a cool, thin tasseled scarf, dark pants. Couldn't really see the boots or shoes. Hair seemed dark all over, but drawn a little over his forehead in the most exquisite, informal way. He looked like Gorgeous.
He was so chatty! And, once again, kudos to Alice Radio - their DJs appreciated and respected the audience, and they asked cool questions and interjected with intelligent responses . . . and allowed Adam to talk!
Yes! They picked my question! It was "You are an Aquarian and you've grown up by the ocean and with a pool in your backyard. Are you a good swimmer? What's your favorite stroke?"
Being a swimmer myself, I thought Adam would jump all over this! I could see all sorts of snarky and elusive answers about 'crawl' and 'breaststroke' . . . but, instead, Adam answered intelligently and did not splash in the shallow end with me! (He just paddles around).
I loved it when he talked about Sauli. I loved it when he talked about yoga. He and Sauli had an instructor come to their house; afterwards, they both agreed yoga is not for them! Talked about 'juicing'; about getting 'fat' after GNL ended; about the beauty of Bora Bora; and said a little about the Sonisphere news. The little he said sounded encouraging. "Wait and see. I have to take the fifth right now, but there are things in the works" - - - or something to that effect; in my ever-optimistic mind.
Then he began to sing. A mini-concert; 8 feet in front of me. Pure, raw, passionate vocals. Every word is placed and served with perfect timing and nuance of sound and meaning. He becomes the music; and his joy in sharing what he has created felt like a revival!
I know that's why we got song #3 - Cuckoo!! He and we created the spin of the infinity symbol on his wrist. He gave and we gave right back. The man leaves me weak. I worship at the legs of the barstool on the stage when Adam is there to have a seat.
Adam promised that May 15 release is set in stone. They are working on the cover booklet, acknowledgements, etc. right now. Gosh. I wanted to remember absolutely everything he said - and everything he said was bright and colorful and honest. Maybe Didilynn or Yippee will have more to add! Wish I could have met Theosgma . . . to wish her a happy birthday! I'm sure this was a day she'll never forget!
BTW. Tommy was terrific on the guitar. He concentrates, for sure. He doesn't look at the audience and interact. So what - - he was in tune with Adam, and I was quite impressed with the emotion of his music.
Now, I just want Adam to finish this radio junket, get home and be domestic (he did not in any way look stressed or tired or unhappy . . . just FUCKING GORGEOUS!) and get ready for what is to come; whatever that may be.
I absolutely know, in my amateurish way, that Trespassing is gold, platinum; the diamond of many facets that will light a music world so in need of direction. Get ready. And hold on. What I saw today is relentlessly and unbelievingly, shockingly, - - - perfect.
Let's celebrate the music together!
