I have to confess I didn't know Bohemian Rhapsody until Adam sang it. Then I looked it up.
Here is my story of how these times are achangin'!!!
I've was a closeted Adam fan at work for a couple of years. Then, I came out at a manager's meeting, feeling so much better as 'my authentic self' . . . and found several other women who also described to me their fascination with our AFL. Since then - and it's been over a year - nothing much has occurred.
Today, I was traipsing down the endless corridor of Med/Surg when another manager stopped me.
"Did you know there's a free concert this weekend in Golden Gate Park?"
"Um . . do you mean next weekend, with Adam?"
"Yes! My son and a bunch of friends are going . . and, they have their tickets for Sacramento, too!"
"Wait! Do you mean your son is an Adam fan?"
"I don't know!"
"I bet he's listened to his new album! It's amazing!"
"Well, I guess he must be, because he's excited!"
Then, I floated away..
Her son is seventeen.
A foundation is being laid. Somewhere out there someone knows that Adam Lambert is a miracle; a cyclone of song and style and sex and charisma and stage presence and beauty and intelligence and wit and kindness and respectfulness and manners and honesty and curiosity and exploration and out-of-the-box innovation and abandonment and work ethic and love - universal, complicated and uncomplicated love- and devotion to family, glamily, and this amazing infinite.
Others, like me, have said - - - we just have to let this build slowly and naturally. Allow Adam to shine through the morass of mediocrity. I am certain, given time, this will happen. Certain!
I just can't get upset over numbers and radio play. Believe me, I request in SF - I think they know me by now. Adam is so NOT fodder for the tweens . . . I won't angst for a moment if they don't get him. It makes me a little squirmy to think they would. While Adam is sweet as apple pie in interviews, in my opinion his sex in performance seals the deal. Wouldn't have it any other way.
