Our own Glambs Fan Club Leader Courtney gives us the following post-concert report:
If you read my pre-concert blurb, you all know how absolutely psyched I was to attend the AI Tour in Memphis, and I found out the night before, like many of you, that the Idols wouldn’t be signing after the show. Since I was traveling with my mother, who bought the tickets (thanks, Mom!), and we were planning to meet up with a friend of hers before the concert, I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to get to the pre-show signing. However, mom pulled through and had us leaving early to attend the early signing.
We arrived at 1:55 PM and to our amazement, the buses were right behind us as we turned around to get parking. So Mom pulled up and had me ask one of the crew where the Idols would be coming out for signing. Of course, it had to be on the opposite side of the building. I went ahead to the signing area while mom parked the car, just in case the Idols came out right away. When I saw the crowd surrounding the barricades, I thought, “Well, this won’t be too bad, there aren’t that many people here.” But by the time the Idols surfaced from the Fed-Ex Forum, there had to be at least three hundred people fighting their way to the front. All of this at the pre-signing, too. Mother, meanwhile, had gotten a copy of the tour book and a pre-signed copy of Adam’s photo.
The Idols came out slowly, three of them at first. Matt and Michael exited from our side and Danny from the opposite side. They all seemed nice and cordial as they signed, hugged, and pictured their way down the barricades. Since I was too far from the front and far too invested in Adam to get their autographs, I remained behind the others waiting for The Man to arrive. However, secruity wouldn’t let another wave of Idols sign until the first three had left and while Matt and Danny had long finished their rounds, Michael had just gotten half-way through. So we waited… and waited… and waited. Finally, Michael re-entered the Forum and we watched for the next three Idols to come out.
Another twenty minutes passed and secruity asked us to move away so they could take down the barriers. No Adam? We were shocked. Surely since they wouldn’t be signing afterwards, they could give the Idols a little longer before the concert. Alas, we were not to be appeased, even though the early Memphis crowd cheered for Adam quite often throughout the hour and a half since I had gotten there. We even cheered for one of the crew guys when he came out of the building (and did it several times, in fact. The crew never gets enough appreciation.).
So, sullenly, I decided to wait in front of the Forum until the doors opened at six. It was then 3:30 and it would be a very long wait. Mother went to take our bags to the hotel and get cleaned up, but dropped off my director’s chair on the way, so that I wouldn’t have to stand the two and a half hours left in high heeled leather boots. While waiting, I met several excellent Adam fans (and I apologize for forgetting your names, you were all wonderful), and had many people wanting to see my posters (Yes, I’m preening a little. But hey, I’m a teen, that’s what we do!). Around 5:30, the security guys started lining us up in front of the doors and I had still not seen Adam, despite the Meet and Greeters coming and going with autographs from the entire Top 10. The main guy who was lining us up had been watching me the whole time I was waiting and had decided that even though I wasn’t the first in a line, I should be, since I had been there so long. (Dude, whoever you are, thank you! You’re awesome!) So when Mom dropped by, she was able to join me at the front. There was a small hiccup when our door was opened a little early and we were ushered inside only to be shoved back out, but it all ended up okay and the momentary air conditioning was bliss.
After we got inside for real, I was escorted to drop off my chair at Guest Services (thanks again, Security guy, you rock!), and we bought four bottles of water, not realizing that, apparently, we can’t have the caps for some bizarre health reason. Though after sitting and standing in the sun for four hours, I really needed some water, so I guzzled down the first bottle and we headed up to our seats on the Club level. And we had great seats! Second row of the club level, four chairs in, and I could clearly see the stage from where I was sitting. Next to us sat a very nice woman and her grandson, both huge Adam and Allison fans, and we got on quite well while we waited (yet again) for the show to start.
All of the Idols were improved from their time on the show, and even Megan got me to like one of her songs. Matt’s piano playing was amazing and if Adam hadn’t been there, Matt would have stolen the show for me. However, I won’t bore any of you (and hopefully I haven’t already done so) with the boring details that you’ve all read about the “other 9”. For WLL, I took a couple of pictures and then stood happily watching The Man perform, but at the end, I just couldn’t stay there, I had to move to the balcony with the tiny panels of plexi-glass and show off my sign while I watched with a much better view. (Of course, being where I was, I was slightly lit when the stage lights went out and can only hope that Adam saw me and/or my sign.) The rest of Adam’s set is foggy in my mind. I remember watching him perform and seeing his amazing dance moves and the high-flying vocal techniques, but I remember it as though it was just a dream that is so quickly fading from my mind. When Adam got to the Bowie Medley, I thought, “Wait, he can’t be almost over already! He just got warmed up!” Yet, all too soon, it was over and Adam sunk into the floor only to come out for the final group numbers.
After the show, I rushed to the lobby, knowing that they wouldn’t be signing afterwards, but hoping that they would anyway. No luck, though plenty of people commented on my signs, saying that they had seen them before the show or admiring them as they walked by. I stayed until security asked us to leave and by that time, I had long past known that the Idols would be leaving as quickly as they could in order to catch their flight and, likely, that I might have already missed them.
So, I didn’t get to meet Adam, and I have no autograph to show off for going to the concert, but I do have some really wonderful material for both this article and the letter that I am sending to Adam, asking for his autograph, though it won’t be the same as getting it in person. The concert wasn’t what I expected, and the fact that I can’t remember much of what I looked forward to most might account for that, but I could not be happier to have gone. The heat was sweltering, the Heart of the show was adamazing, and I hope that one day I can meet the real Adam.
~~Jeanette on behalf of Courtney