♥__♥ #Realness
Love
kay if you don’t have this album yet, i don’t know what’s wrong with you.
GO.BUY.IT.MOTHERFUCKERS.
So sexy I could die! ♥___♥
Now Your Body Language Is Broken, Broken English!!!
Note: THIS IS NOT A WORK OF Fan-FICTION. This is a transcript of the conversation (mostly one sided, due to Tommy’s lips not being shown *unfortunately*) had between Adam and Tommy in the Behind the Scenes footage from Good Morning, America. Times are marked, along with Adam’s name. Things that are said, are QUOTED. It should be easy to follow along. If not, hit replay and start over again. ;) I’m NOT a professional lip reader, but I’m decent…enough. Enjoy!
:05 Adam: “Yea, I’m just…never mind; it just happened.” Adam talks toward band, then turns and stares at Tommy for a few seconds, then… :18 Adam: “pssst” Tommy looks over at Adam. Adam: “I love you.” Tommy says something… Adam: “Yea, that’s (can’t understand the wording). Adam: “Yea, we needed that.” Adam starts singing a bit… Adam says something about the sign in the window (Pastababy’s, I think). Tommy turns to look and Adam makes a funny gesture as to how she might look with that poster plastered to the glass like that. 1:11 min Adam: “Shes like…” (makes a face and copies whoever it is…) Tommy says something. Adam nods and him and Tommy laugh, hard. Adam starts singing again… 2:05 I think Tommy asks Adam about his glasses and Adam says, “That’s what I need.” Adam continues rehearsing a bit… After song ends, he starts joking around by singing silly riffs “Ay ya ya…” 4:34 Adam says something I can’t quite make out and then says, “…tired…so that’s fine for right now.” Tommy steps back into frame and stands near Adam. Adam walks over to him… 5:02 Adam: “Ummm…we didn’t really need ears.” Tommy then takes his ear sets off from behind his ears. Tommy says something, most likely agreeing with Adam and making sure. Adam: nods head and says, “I would try. We’re good, yea.” Adam looks to Tommy (standing outside frame) and says, 5:23 “what’s wrong? What’d she say?” Tommy answers and Adam says, “Oh, I like that. That works out.” Tommy says something and makes Adam smile, then laugh. Adam: “Of course…(can’t make out this part)…Oh, man…” shakes head and crew guy comes over. Adam thinks about something, then says to Tommy, “I don’t know if we should maybe fasten it up so just to your neck (makes downward motion on neck with his hands)…”cause you have that” (runs hands down the sides of his own jacket in reference to Tommy’s buttons on either side of his jacket). Tommy asks, “Is it ok?” Adam: “It’s great…it’s perfect. (can’t make out what was said after that, briefly)…”it’ll probably look good either way.” Adam: 6:11 “Do you want to eat later or not…?” Tommy says something. Adam: “I haven’t had time to eat today. After a 2-hour nap…I think we need to take a nap, I mean.” Tommy says something and Adam nods, saying, “I’m ok.” Tommy says something and moves his head a certain way and Adam smiles and says: “You just did like this to me (mimics Tommy and shows him what he did). Tommy says something. Adam laughs. Tommy says something else. Adam laughs harder and reaches for Tommy (slight touch) and it throws Tommy off balance a little bit. They are playful (a.k.a. “flirting”…I don’t know what else to call it). From 6:50-7:12, I can’t tell what Adam is saying due to the “cock blocking pole” that’s in the way! 7:13 Adam: “That’s what I mean. I’m like, let me think…” 7:30 the shows about to start and Adam points to their ears again. They adjust them. Adam +Tommy get into place and at 7:47-7:49, Adam looks over, sees Tommy, and smiles. Then George and Robin come in to talk with Adam for a bit. THE END…***I can only assume what took place later. js.***
Oh Adam… You are so BUSTED… and Adommy IS Real!!! Adam to Tommy: “I love you,” and Adommy naps together! ♥
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ADAM LAMBERT - Rolling Stone article - May 24th issue:Adam Lambert’s Emotional Rescue
The ‘Idol’ star cleans up his act, scores a boyfriend and aims for the charts
By Jonah Weiner
Adam Lambert’s Hollywood home sits atop a long driveway so steep that you could mistake it for a concrete wall. When Lambert began renting the midcentury modern with stunning city views, he thought the driveway was a pain. “To get up, you’ve got to overshoot it, turn around, come back and then turn in really fast at, like, a 9-degree angle, or else you scrape the whole bottom of your car,” he says. But after photographers caught wind of the American Idol star’s address, Lambert came to appreciate the driveway: “They’re not coming up that thing!”
Lambert in his kitchen, making a pot of Throat Coat tea. His jet-black bangs, tipped with blond, soar high above his forehead. His eyes are ringed with black makeup. Theres a dirty wok on the brushed-metal stove - Lambert and his boyfriend, a Finnish reality-TV star named Sauli Koskinen, have been “getting pretty domestic” lately. They’ve decorated the living room in haute-goth stele: skulls in bell jars, a steer skull painted black and white on one wall. A security monitor displays video deeds from a half-dozen camera mounted around the house. “My mom insisted I put them in,” Lambert says. She was like, ‘DId you hear what happened to Lindsay Lohan? Robbers stole her jewelry!’ I was like, ‘Mom, it’s Lindsay Lohan. She probably stole something from them first.’”
Lambert, 30, moved from his native San Diego to L.A. a decade ago. He dropped out of college after five weeks and spend the next few years singing on cruise ships and in a production of Wicked before deciding to audition for Idol in 2009. Lambert was a phenomena out of the box: His siren-wail high notes won standing ovations from Simon Cowell, while his ambiguous sexuality prompted titillated chatter. Lambert had lived uncloseted since just after high school, but he didn’t come out publicly - in Rolling Stone - until after the Idol finale, because he didn’t want to distract from his singing. “He’s a real artist, very comfortable doing difficult stuff,” says Chic mastermind Nile Rodgers, who collaborated with Lambert on a new song. “He reminded me of when I was working with David Bowie - it was so natural, this laser-focused jam.”
Looking out past his pool, Lambert can gesture down at the city and point out various crappy apartments he has called home. The funny thing, though, is that despite all his success - the Idol triumph; the fact that Justin Timberlake once compared him to Freddie Mercury and then Queen actually hired him to fill in for Mercury at several shows; the “low-five-figures” rent he can afford; the gleaming BMW 650i coupe parked in his garage - Lambert still feels like an impostor. “It’s still kind of nuts to me that I’m standing here,” he says.
That feeling animates Trespassing, Lambert’s new album. “It’s the Idol stigma,” he says. “On red carpets at awards shows, other musicians are either really open to embracing and being friendly and being associated with me, or they just don’t want to.” The feeling is also a function of his 2009 debut, For Your Entertainment, which didn’t ignite the way it could have. And, of course, it’s partially about Lambert’s sexuality. “A lot of times it’s in my own head, but it feels like a political move to be friends with someone like me,” he says. Elton John invited him to an Oscar party in February, and his chummy with Katy Perry, but he says he has no real famous friends: “Everyone I’m friends with now, I knew before.”
”This guy sang his heart out and expressed himself, and still he felt he wasn’t garnering the respect he deserved,” says Pharrell Williams, who worked on Trespassing. “And he felt his sexual orientation was always at the helm of any conversation about him.” With Trespassing, rather than shying away from the confrontation, he doubles down, as on “Outlaws Of Love,” a wounded ballad about gay persecution. “I wanted to be careful it wasn’t too much about the empowerment stuff,” he says. “With the title track it’s not like, ‘You can do it.’ It’s more like, ‘Fuck that shit.’
”I still feel like I’m not welcome,” Lambert adds. ” I went to the Grammys this year and felt really weird, like an outsider. Pop music feels like high school again - like, there’s the really cool kids, and I’m not one of those.”
You can’t talk about Lamber without talking about the blow job. He inaugurated his post-Idol career with the most scandalous display of fake felatio in pop history. It was November 2009, and Lambert was performing at the American Music Awards. At one point, he grabbed a male backup dancer’s head and thrust it toward his crotch. “It just kind of happened,” Lambert say. He says it wasn’t intended as a statement, it was just rock & roll spontaneity. Ditto his decision to kiss his male keyboardist. “The network people got upset, because there were complaints from a parent religious group - like, 1,500 complaints out of however many millions watched the show,” Lambert says.
The broadcast’s West Coast feed edited out the blow job and while it kept in the kiss, it switched to a faraway shot. Lambert says the controversy killed his single at radio. “My biggest confession afterward was, I felt like it was a double standard,” he says, “Female performer get away with anything they want, practically, and even straight male performers get away with a lot more than that.”
Defiant as this sounds, there probably won’t be any fake-blow-job headlines in Lambert’s new future. Since turning 30, he’s mellowed a bunch. “I have a very gluttonous, hedonist personality,” he says. “I love the idea of a wild night out, and if there could be an orgy in the corner and a hookah over there - I love the idea of that. But I’m moving out of that phase of my life.”
His romantic life has stabilized too. From 25 to 28, Lambert was single. “It was a brutal four-year period,” he says. “I was romantic, but life whittle that away. Gays don’t date. Most guys, you ask them out and they’re like, ‘What?’ I was hurt a lot.”
Not that he didn’t have fun. “I had some great nights - and some great mornings.” He reveals that he had sex with a woman for the first time. So how did he like straight sex? “I’m open, but it’s personal, so I’m not going to go into that,” he says. “I’m just a person that likes to try everything, so I’ve tried everything.”
At a Helsinki club in November 2010, while on tour in Europe, Lambert met Koskinen - a Finnish Big Brother winner with the carved cheekbones, chilly affect and overall undead hotness of a Blade villain. “I had a lollipop in my mouth, and he kind of smiled at me, so I took the lollipop out of my mouth and put it in his mouth,” Lambert says. “I was like, ‘He’s open-minded!’” A month later they rendezvoused in Paris and vacationed in Bora Bora.
Last December, Lambert awoke with a brutal hangover in a Helsinki jail cell. “I still had on leather pants and high-heel platforms from the night before,” he recalls, chagrined. He was in town to celebrate Christmas with Koskinen’s family; a at club, he’d been drinking peppermint vodka and blacked out (Lambert suspects someone spiked his drink). He got into a drunken brawl with Koskinen that spilled onto the street. “We were on the floor wrestling,” Lambert says, relaying what the police told him. “There were not charges, thankful.” Lambert describes the night as “a wake-up call” - he hasn’t been drunk since, and he and Koskinen have taken to juicing and jogging together.
Lambert heads to a rehearsal studio, where he’s practicing with his band as they prepare to hit the road for a month. He steps to the microphone in a black T-shirt, fidgeting with his in-ear monitor, ironing out the kinks in the arrangement of “Outlaws Of Love.” “This feels too big, too loud,” he says. “Do the recorded backing vocals just come in at the end? Turn ‘em off.”
He gives the song another go, then flops at the edge of the stage, running his hand through his hair. “I have to stop singing,” he says. “My ears are getting tired. I have a headache.” Lambert is happier promoting this album than he was with For Your Entertainment, the making of which was rushed and somewhat haphazard. “The last one, we were guessing,” he says at lunch. “There was no time to let it settle and live with the music. It was ‘Get it out there before people forget about you.’” For Trespassing, he took his sweet time exploring a fun, hybrid sound. “I’m not borrowing so much from classic rock this time - more from disco, funk, house. Dance-oriented stuff. I want to make something that’s new, that feels like it’s making a bunch of things together.” You can hear that on the Pharrell-produced title track, where a house-music thud, screeching guitar, funk bass line, and “we will rock you” hand claps war with one another for space.
But he clearly isn’t overjoyed about the marathon of album-plugging, which starts the next day. Lambert used to feel makeup at Macy’s - “I learned a lot about being the professional ‘gay best friend;” - and this aspect of the business reminds him of those days. “When I go to radio sations and meet fans, it’s retail in the most fucked-up way,” he says. “What I’m so grateful for this year is I didn’t have to anything except work on the album.”
As Lambert pulls on his leather jacket, an assistant tells him to “pack for a month,” and he groans theatrically. He hugs everyone and heads out to the parking lot. Koskinen’s at home, and they’re going to spend their last night together greatly, cooking and watching TV. “It’s cool.” Lambert says. “Making the album was the art part. Now comes the work part.”
He climbs into his BMW and heads for the hills, where he will zigzag higher and higher up narrow streets, reach his house, and try his best not to scrape the car going up his driveway.
