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Sep 21 04 9:39 PM
OMG it was AMAZING!!! My mom and I arrived at 7:30 AM and went through that longgggg cold day, and we both agreed it was totally worth it!! We had the best time, great 3rd row center seats and one great performance from an AMAZING man!! And might I add he looked ADORABLE in that red courdoroy jacket and blue turtleneck!!! And then at the end in that grey turtleneck and pants!!! OMG!! :thud Wow, it was simply amazing. All though, I must say, I was really anticipating the growl in ISY.. I mean the last time I heard it live was August 5th, but we didn't get it. That's ok, I suppose it's better for Clay's voice if he doesn't do it. Plus, it would have made us all :thud to the point of not getting up! He was so smoothe and clear the whole night. YWT left me in shock. It was really the best I've seen him perform it, ever. Solitaire was also stunning. Gosh, every note that came out of his wonderful mouth was!! My love for Clay is out of this world! :lubdub
hotclay, andrea and myself got to Springfield around 10pm on Saturday night. We were about the 10th person in line. Then came Rhustress and madison228 I'm glad we got to meet up with them because we had so much fun at GMA and The Early Show together, they were behind us in line all night long.... and what a long night it was! First I think the temp went down to 30 degrees, not sure but it felt alot colder, IT WAS FREEZING!! We all had about 15 layers of clothes on blankets sleeping bags you name it we had it we had it,we still froze, we had to use porta johnnys :yow , that was a blast, if you think we were cold waiting in line, using that was really really cold. :laugh Then around 3 am we had the pleasure of having the Waste Management people come and empty the johnnys that were right next to us (about 15 of them).:huh :huh . I do want to say the security there was the best! They went and got us coffee and hot chocolate at Dunkin Donuts and kept checking on us all night. They were great! The also knew that were let us in an hour alittle early. And made sure that we got front row center and because we were true hard core fans and spent the night.
And they kept there promise. :clap By the next day we all frost bitten, sun burn, wind burn, and sleep deprived, but would do all again tomorrow :)
There isn't much to add than what was already reported, but
last night I really got the since that Clay just CANNOT understand that we really do love him. Sitting really close I noticed that he got chocked up a couple of times during the applause.
HE LOOKED GORGEOUS, I MEAN DROP DEAD GORGEOUS!!!!!!
Just when you think he can't get any better or look any better
BAM! :thud :thud :thud
Some of the notes he hit last night were amazing/ He put so much passion into his performance. LOVED IT! LOVED IT LOVED IT!
We waited 22 hrs.....
he makes all the waiting and the freezing worth it .:cloud9
Oh - I want to go back to the Big E and see Clay!! I want to stand in line again and freeze and see Clay!! :waa
The day in line was really fun. There were some moments, but everyone made the best of them and even agitation was turned to humor. It was fabulous!
There are no words for the concert. The moment the mothership opened and I saw Clay in that turtleneck and coat, I was in a daze :faint He is just so very handsome! :thud
I loved the anticipation of the pranks all evening! The ping pong balls were a riot! They fell from the bucket that was suspended over the stage, but were bouncing all over and looked like they were being shot out from the stage floor. Many were tossed and bounced and thrown for the rest of the concert. They had so much fun and so did we :)
Every song was incredible :bow
We didn't get growls on ISY, but I think Clay was being kind to us. I really don't believe any of us would have been left functioning - that turtleneck and coat combined with growls would have totally done me in for sure. :faint
Clay looked so incredible for Solitaire. I have many favorite songs on this tour; I simply cannot choose. But last night, Solitaire just went right through me. His voice soared on the final chorus. Breathtakingly beautiful...
While leaving the fair, I asked a girl about 14 years old or so if she had been to the concert. Her face just lit up and all she could say was "OMG!!" Her father was with her and I asked if he had gone as well. He said it was amazing and that he hadn't yet come to the ground; that he was usually about 6" shorter :)
Clay - you are a gift. You bring such joy to so many. Thank you for an amazing evening with you and with friends. I will never forget it!
Wow! What a night! The whole experience was incredible! Me, Madison and Megs arrived at around 12:00am to wait in line. Met up with Bailey, HotClay and Kathy. Boy was it cold! I am still trying to warm up!
But....I wouldn't trade the experience for the world. The wacky conversations in the wee hours of the morning...the hot chocolate/coffee break courtesy of security. The "run in" with the "think he is all that crazy fan."...everything...perfect!
They let us in around 7 and then we waited again to be let into the seating area. We looked so funny all bundled up with huge blankets wrapped around us!
It was all even more worth it when we were let in and got front row! The greatest thing was that we knew the people who waited all night...the hard core fans were able to get up front and see Clay. That was really the best and I was so happy for everyone.
Concert was fantastic! That jacket killed me when I first saw it. I really think he was trying to kill us when he walked out with that on....I heard a collective moan frrom everyone around us.
The songs were great. Right before "Invisible" he was thanking the fans and he really started to cry. You could see him try to hold it in..he even started to cough a little because he was trying to hold it back...that made me cry and then while we were screaming out "Invisible" I looked around and everyone around me was singing and crying...it was really amazing.
Sep 21 04 9:40 PM
Quote:I was on the left side with my family. I was looking for some friendly faces. We sat on the grass right next to the line. There was no way I could camp out all day with my kids. My daughter Mariah was getting recognized as we walked around. It was pretty funny. She was so proud. She was almost a mini celebrity. We sat down around 3 on the grass so my little ones could take a nap for a while. I decided not to get in line and just watch the show from the grass. I was really disturbed by the attitude and behavior of the Clay fans in the line in front of us. They were over the top. Giving us dirty looks and staring us down, talking about "these people" trying to cut in line. :??? The woman sitting behind us was completely insulted and finally told the lady who kept going to talk to security that we weren't trying to cut in line, we're sitting on the grass for the show. Did these people really think I was going to throw my kids into the line to get trampled. There were 8 of us, there's no way we could "sneak in" anywhere! My daughters went over to the buses to try to see Clay. They were right up front and saw him in the bus. They stayed there until he came out hopeing to get a hug or handshake or picture. :pray Jacob remembered them from the Maine show. He had talked to my oldest daughter about her red leather jacket. Jacob got off the bus and said to her "red jacket!", "I remeber you". He took their picture with his cell phone. I had taken a picture of him with my daughter at the maine concert, so he said to her "you took my picture, so now I'll take yours". Then he autographed her hand! She didn't have anything with her for him to sign. He also signed Mariah's hand. (my 6 year old). They also got Quianna to sign their hands. Unfortunately Clay didn't come over to them. :bluesniff Once the line started moving I had my boys move over to the fence so no one would stand in front of them. My husband and I moved up with them. By this point my boys were hungry. I told them we'd get food as soon as we all sat down. Well, that never happened. It was like sardines. Everyone was shoulder to shoulder. People right on my back. I was trying to keep a little space so my girls would be able to stand with us when they got back from the bus. We were never able to sit or leave to get food. I felt so bad for my boys, and was starting to worry about my girls. It was 6:30 and they weren't back yet. I couldn't see through the crowd either. My husband put Mariah's twin brother on his shoulders so he could keep an eye out for them and so the girls would be able to find us. After a couple of minutes a women about 3 feet behind us started yelling at us that he's going to have to get down! By this point I was completely irritated, so I yelled back at her to relax, the show hasn't even started yet! He's not going to stay up there, we're looking for someone. Not my best moment, but I had had enough. Before yesterday all the Clay fans I've ever met have been really nice. Finally around 7:15 my girls found us. They had been trying to get to us for 45 minutes! The people wouldn't let them get through! She said people didn't even believe her when she said she was looking for her parents. And on top of that she got yelled at for having Mariah up on her shoulders while they were looking for us!! Shortly after the show started. As you all heard it was awesome! Clay looked amazing sounded sooo good. It was the first concert for my husband and boys. I was glad they could get their chance to see him. They really enjoyed Clays performance but were very uncomfortable between being hungry, cold, needing the bathroom, squished like sardines, and people smoking around us! Since we were right at the fence my 2 six year olds weren't tall enough to see over it so I ended up lifting them over the fence. They were able to see better and it gave a little more leg room for the rest of us. When the show was over my daughters went back to the bus. My husband and I and the boys sat at the small table and chairs that were right near the corner and got some hot chocolate and food. We saw Jacob throwing out t shirts. When Clay's bus finally went by he waved in out direction, so my son is convinced he waved right at him. It made his day. As the crowd broke up my daughters came over. They had gotten some pictures of Clay on the bus. 2 of them had caught a t shirt, but one of them had it snatched away by someone else In the end my boys were still glad they had gone. They liked the show. My husband who has always been a fan said it was a great show. I didn't think he would actually stand for the whole thing but he did. A huge feat for him because is currently undergoing chemo and radiation. He normally doesn't have that much energy. He said it was a great show, lots of fun. Of course all my girls loved it. They tried to take pictures. We had a good view except for the pole. At times it would be in the way depending on where he was on the stage. On the way to the car my husband said to me "you're not as big a fanatic as I thought you were. You're completely normal compared to those women in line!" I told him "see I told you I'm not crazy, I'm completely normal!" Overall I'm glad we all went. It's probably the only time my entire family will get to see him at once. On the other hand it was very stressfull before the show. I wish the big E had thought to give out numbered vouchers to people instead of actually making them sit in line all day. It would have been a fair way to let people who show up first to get the best seats, and allow people to actually enjoy the fair before the show.
Sep 21 04 9:43 PM
No matter how tired I am at the moment, how sore I am from the 17 hours of waiting, or in pain from the sunburn, this concert was worth everything. It wasn't just the concert either, it was an experience. Getting there at 3:30 and freezing in a parking lot is something you would only do for Clay. And I think only Claymates could come up with a corndog as a measure of a man(yes, be thankful we didn't actually bring them into the concert.) It was a long 17 hours, but everyone there made the time fly by. And honestly, at least on our side(the sunny side) there was not one problem with line cutting or security. Everyone was great.
I haven't checked to see if the video is up yet, but Secretlylovesclay did get the entire concert, so don't worry. I just pray that it can be as wonderful as the actual thing was. That moment when WTSHNN started, and he didn't come out, it was such anticipation. I thought it was another practical joke, but then there he was, looking so amazing(we need to see that jacket and turtleneck again!). I don't think I blinked once during that first song. There wasn't a moment of the night where he was off. The jokes, hilarious. He kept saying this was the last time we would ever see this crew and back up singers. But you know he loves them, we could especially see the love for Angela tonight. The greatest moment of all had to be when he thanked us before Invisible though. It was deafening in there. I don't know if we choked him up, or he is getting sick, but he coughed and just paused. And it's that look of admiration. You know he truly does appreciate us. I really don't think there could have been a better way to end this tour
Hi everyone! This is my very first post here, usually I sporadically lurk because message boards generally aren't my thing for some reason, but after last night's concert and the whole experience surrounding it, I just have to post.
I had seen Clay live twice before- once for the AI tour, and the New Hampshire show for this tour. Both of those times, I had seats VERY far back, and this time I wanted to get really close, and I knew I could since it was general admission. My friend picked me up and we got to the Big E at 8:00 Saturday night. We sat in the parking lot where they told us to be for a while, and that's where we met VoiceDeUnAnge (I believe it was her, from her post) and another group of fans, and eventually the three of us moved our cars to this other lot. There were people already in a line under the tent, but we all slept in our cars.
My friend and I went to Gate 4 at 6:30 (this was the line on the right side of the stage), where we met the group of people who had been let in maybe five minutes before we got there...this was the group with Amanda (the dancer) and everyone she was with, and a few other people as well. Within a few minutes after we got in line, we were joined by two other girls and Bob and Linda, and that was basically the "6:30 group." So hi guys, any of you who are here! :wave I was the one wearing the Smith sweatshirt.
Waiting in line was cold, tiring, and yet somehow fun and a great experience. I had been to the other two Clay shows with my mom and two of my friends, all of whom liked Clay, but weren't obsessed like I am, and it was really neat to be in a whole group of people who loved Clay as much as I do. Everyone was really nice, and I felt like I was finally having one of those "Concert Experiences" that everyone talks about. So :tyspin to everyone who was in line with me for making a LONG day not quite so long.
So, the day went on... I wanted to audition for Jerome, but the line was really long and I was afraid that people would get let in while I was gone, and I didn't want to risk losing my seat, so I passed on that. And I'm glad I got back, because I was able to get a really good seat...I just missed the cutoff for first row, but I got second row center, which I think I would prefer to first row on the side. (That part with the Ben Jelen line almost getting in first though was outrageous...the whole previously nice and smiling 6:30 group was all :scream , because hey, we'd been in line all day!)
And the concert... everyone's posted details already, so there's not much more that I can say, but it was just...incredible. I'd seen Clay before, but never up close and never for a last show, and it just blew my mind. I couldn't believe that a person I'd admired for so long, first only from my TV and then from nosebleed and lawn seats, was right in front of me. I know a lot of you get like first through fifth row seats for a lot of concerts, so you might just be used to it being that way, but to me it was something completely new, and it was almost like I was hearing Clay for the first time again. I know I'm getting all corny here, but it was just such an emotional experience, I'm always emotional like that and it was just such an incredible shock, I got tears in my eyes right from the beginning of the POYB video. :o I was really happy that Amanda got picked to dance; I really enjoyed being in line with her, she was really nice, so we were all excited when she got brought up. Sweet Baby James has always been one of my favorite Clay songs- like everyone, I love his huge belting ballads, but SBJ showcases how soft and pure his voice can be as well... so that was one of the highlights of the night for me. TITN just had me bawling, Solitaire was incredible, and just...man. The whole atmosphere was different for it being his last show, and for me it was different to actually be there with huge Clay fans.
I still can't get over how amazing he was, how everything was completely worth it. The sleep deprivation, the freezing night, the cold morning, the sunny afternoon, the cold concert... the sunburn and windburn that I noticed on my face when I got home and feel very much today, the sore feet from hours spent standing, the closeness that we were all packed into right before we got let in... all of it was completely worth it and I would do it all over again if I could. I'm so grateful to Clay for all of this, he's just such an amazing singer and person and I feel like I've completely rediscovered him. Oh, and I got a ping pong ball. :ya
So I guess that's it. I just wanted to post to people who would really understand it all... so thank you Clay, it was more than I could have ever asked for... and a special shoutout to the right gate 6:30 crew!
Sep 21 04 9:44 PM
Quote:CONCERT REVIEW//WEST SPRINGFIELD, MA//SEPTEMBER 19th 2004
claytonaiken43657//Teeny//Megan @ THE CLAYBOARD
WARNING: Long novel-like review. Prepare yourself!
I arrived at The Big E at approxamately 1PM on Saturday. We got into the fair after buying our tickets and began to look around. My mom insisted on dragging me through the state buildings. There was a building for each New England state. They had vendors and things inside them, and people selling food and other yummy things. I got to taste some maple syrup cotton candy and some other different foods. The buildings were really busy and people were packed in there.
My phone was ringing like crazy; the first time it rang it was my best friend, she had never seen Clay in concert and took this as an opportunity. I had gotten her MOAM for Christmas and she loved it- she turned into a fan. Not an overly-obsessed-over-the-top-other-people-just-don't-get-it fan, but a fan none the less. She called me and wanted to know where my mom and I were, and we met them over at the Better Living Center. As we were waiting for them outside the place, Mammat53 called me asking whether or not I was in line yet. Of course I wasn't. She had already been waiting in line for three hours and said there were two lines looping around the stage and such. They were on very strict security and were placed in groups of four. They had to pick a ticket out of a hat to use the bathroom, or something to that extent. The Better Living Center building had a lot of different things in it, there was such a variety of everything there. We spent a while looking around in there.
I went to one of the airbrush stands that they had set up, and I ordered a hat that says "Claymate" in black letters with pink accents. It came out really cute, I wore it to school today and I got a lot of compliments. I had to wait about a half hour for it.
We got in line at about 4:30PM, the way tail end of the line. There was probably fifteen people behind us or so. I took out my phone and began to call people, first my friend, to see if she was in line. I couldn't get through to her. I called jax5230 to see if she was at the fair or not, but I kept getting her voicemail. I called Mammat53 back from before, because the first time my friend was beeping in and I had to go. She told me where she was so I went over to meet her. After a bit of directions and looking around being confused, we found eachother, her basic reaction being, "Wow! You're so tiny!" We laughed. We talked for a little bit and she said that she would keep me in line with her, the people around her didn't seem to mind that much. So I went back and told my mom. She got these brooms in the Better Living Center, and sent me back to join Mammat53 in line- brooms and all. I felt like a geek holding the brooms. I have a strong feeling that they enjoyed the concert, as they were sitting right next to me. Stupid brooms. We saw Ben Jelen come out and he was on the stage checking everything and stuff. He was wearing a red sweatshirt.
As the line started to move and they were letting people in, we saw some friends along the caution tape. We first saw Newmie and we started to talk to her, but we couldn't for long because people were getting their seats and the line was moving quickly now. As we entered the small arena-like place, we saw Kabooga, we didn't have any time to talk because we were being shooed into the place, but I said hello and somewhat shook her hand and stuff. We got in and they were filling up the benches- they weren't chairs, they were benches. We sat down and I stood up again to see how close we were. We ended up being about fifteen rows back and we were really excited.
As concert time came, Ben Jelen performed his opening act. I couldn't understand him, I'm not sure whether it was the fact that he was too close to the microphone, or if it was his hair getting in the way. I suppose he resembles Ashton Kutcher a little bit with that hair. He was mumbling and things, I couldn't understand much of anything he was saying but the songs had a good tune to them and I like that he can play his own instruments. He didn't connect with the audience at all, and he barely said goodbye before running off the stage.
We waited as things were getting set up for Clay. I called susandavis7444, whom I was cellcerting with for about half of the show. She told me that people were saying something about a bucket of water being above the stage that was going to be dumped on Clay later, and she asked me to look and see if I could tell what was in it or if there was a bucket at all. I looked up and after a bit I could see the bucket. It was a bit windy so it was swaying in the wind. There was quite a bit of time in between Ben Jelen's act and Clay's, so I was talking to Susan. I handed the phone over to Mammat and let her talk with Susan- she couldn't talk on both phones at once so I got to talk to Endlessly. They are both wonderful people, and they were filling us in on some things that we hadn't seen. The drummer had a bra hanging from one of his microphones, and they both said that someone reported about microphones and microphone stands being greased with vaseline.
The concert started, and I'm not going to write much about the singing and everything like that because he was truly amazing as he is every time he performs. As he came out of the spaceship, we noticed that he was wearing a red jacket. He stepped into full view and we saw that it was a long jacket- Mammat and I began to flip out and we were talking into the phones reporting on the new clothes. He seemed to be cold and he said that he "thought it was summer". At times I thought I could see his breath. (It was only in the 40 degrees range. It was 46 when I arrived home that evening.) We went on about how much we loved the jacket and gushed about it for quite a while. It would sometimes fly up, being buttoned only in the middle... it was windy out. Did I mention it was freezing cold? It was cold. People had mittens on and gloves. Many had blankets and jackets.
A list of the pranks during the show:
~The bucket was dumped over Danny's head. It contained a bunch of ping-pong balls. They continued to be thrown around after the original dropping of them.
~Jacob came out to play his saxophone wearing a wig and some sort of sweatshirt. Clay introduced him as a "complete stranger". I don't know how he saw Jacob at all, he didn't even look that way. I'm sure he knew about it.
~A strange man, I do not know who it was, came out wearing a pair of exceptionally short shorts, and a Clay Aiken t-shirt. I had seen him earlier talking to Jacob as he was playing his saxophone. He must be some sort of crew member.
~Before the show, they threw pies backstage.
~They put a rat in Angela and Quiana's dressing room. The rat re-appeared later in the evening, making a guest appearance on the stage.
~Toilet paper was being thrown around on the stage.
I'm not sure if I forgot anything, I bet I did, but my memory is still lacking from seeing him yet again. I was completely out of it all day in school, drifting off into Clay land.
I thought I had gotten disconnected with Susan, she thinks I just couldn't hear her. I don't know what happened, but I had cancelled out the call because I didn't know. I called Jax5230 at home, since she was apparantly not at the concert through my reasoning. This was during Rosanna, she asked me to call her during it. She was extremely happy that I called. I left the phone on though Rosanna, You Were There, This Is The Night, and Invisible. I called ClayGlo during Solitaire. I didn't hear much of what she was saying to me, I heard a few things such as "Hello!" at the beginning of the call and "Thank you!" at the end. I'm so sorry I wasn't that talkative! I just couldn't hear- it was the end of the show and it was really loud. I know you got to hear the song okay, though.
If you got this far through my review, I'm going to give you a humungous hug, because I don't think most people would take the time to read my abnormally long novel of a review. So thank you if I did.
Sep 21 04 9:46 PM
Quote: Hi everyone,
I'm Amanda from Washington DC who got to dance with Clay in West Springfield/Big E. I still have not come down to earth, and I don't know if I ever will. :cloud9
I've been searching for words to describe my beyond incredible experience of being that close to Clay. I've finally found them: "If you told me that is what heaven is, well you'd be right!!!!" :lubdub
Clay and his other Claymates have brought me so much joy that I just have to share all of it with you--in detail! West Springfield was my 8th full concert of this tour (not counting 3rd and 4th of July which were not full concerts but were Claymazing in their own special ways). Anyway, at every full concert I've always desperately wanted to be the dancer for WYSYLM. There were even a couple of times when I thought I got Clay's attention when I was dancing in the audience (Atlantic City and Clearfield) but I never got on stage.
In West Springfield I was surrounded by some of the most wonderful, sweet, generous Claymates ever. :hug2 They actually stepped back from me a little to give me space to dance like a maniac in the audience and they pointed at me furiously to try to get Clay's attention. Well, he looked in our direction and said we had to do better than that. I guess that motivated me b/c when he looked over again I was moving around so wildly that I didn't even see Clay point to me. The ladies near me pulled my arm to show me that Nick had come to get me. I was so stunnned and thrilled that I couldn't move!!! Everyone had to help push me through the row and into the aisle. As I made my way through, I still couldn't believe it and I asked Nick if Clay had really picked me. Nick said yes, took my hand, and we ran backstage.
There were so many wires and little steps along the way, I kept tripping! I thought, "Oh no, i'm supposed to dance and I'm so excited that I can't even walk correctly!" I was so excited and thudding so hard :thud that i was actually in physical pain. My heart was pounding so much that I didn't think my ribs could contain it and I thought I might explode right there all over Nick. I actually worried that I might have a heart attack and miss my chance to dance with Clay!!!! Nick just told me to breath, girl, breath. He was so super sweet as he tried to help me gain some composure. He told me that Clay picked me because I was going nuts and that I had to go nuts on stage. I said I would (heck, i couldn't have controlled myself even if they hadn't wanted me to go nuts). Then I asked Nick if Clay would actually dance WITH ME. He said that Clay would if I got him to. Then he said it was time to go out there.
I ran onstage thinking that Clay wanted me to go nuts and I desperately didn't want to let him down. What I did probably looked more like convulsing than actually dancing. I lost complete control of my body as my arms and legs flailed about madly! Before I knew it, Clay was right next to me, asking my name and where I was from. I found that I couldn't talk, only scream. Luckily, smart smart Clay held the microphone a bit away from my mouth so I didn't make any of the nice people in the crowd go deaf. Then it happened--I got to hug Clay. :bighug I was trembling so much, I wonder if he thought he had to hold me up and keep me from fainting. I was so struck by all of the love I felt on that stage. I could feel the crowd's love for Clay, and I swear I could feel Clay's love for all of his fans. I can't explain exactly how I felt it, but he hugged me so tight and I just knew that he loved every Claymate out there in the Claynation. It was such a beautiful feeling, one I'll never forget. I squeezed him as tight as i could, just wanting to bask in all that love. And he squeezed back!!! He must have been wearing many many shirts because all I could feel was fabric! But I can understand that, since I was wearing a tank top, long sleeved shirt, Clay t-shirt, a sweater, two hoodies and a denim jacket. (all those hours waiting in line were cold!!!)
Then Clay put me between Jacob and Angela to dance. Jacob asked me if I knew the dance routine. Well, between all of the concerts I had gone to and all of the Clack I'd watched online, I sure knew it. But the excitement made my mind go blank and I couldn't remember it. Jacob was so sweet and patient as he tried to teach me, but my coordination and motor skills had flown the coop. I just couldn't do those steps at all, and I was so worried that I was going to step on Jacob or Angela. We stopped the dance and Clay asked the crowd how I had done. Even though my feet were pitiful, the crowd was so nice to cheer for me anyway.
I think Clay was about to give me the thong and send me on my way, but I remembered what Nick had told me backstage. I still couldn't talk, only scream, so I screamed "Clay, it's the last show. Please dance with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" His arms were open and his body language seemed to say, "Come and get me" So that's what I did! I would never ever ever want to hurt Clay, and I didn't mean to pounce on him so hard, but my excitement took over. :shimmie I put one arm around him and I took his hand with my other hand. THUD and TREMBLE.
While we danced he bent down so that we were at eye level with each other. I gazed into his green eyes which twinkled more brightly than any star in the sky.His grin was so warm and friendly, and I could just feel once again his love for ALL of his Claymates. I wanted to make sure that Clay felt the love I felt. I wanted him to know how much he had given me and countless others and how much that experience in particular meant to me. So, still unable to talk, I screamed "When we say we love you, we mean it!!!!!!" He said thank you.
And boy was he gorgeous!!! He is even more handsome up close!!! THen with his face so close to mine, I just had to kiss him. I didn't have a choice. Clays pure magnetism just drew me to him. I HAD to KISS that MAN!!!! So I reached over and pressed my lips to his cheek. THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :bigkiss His skin was so soft. There was just a tiny bit of that adorable stubble and even the stubble was soft!!!!!!! And he actually let me kiss him. He didn't pull away until I was done. That was another way he showed how much he loves his fans. Right after I kissed him, when I was still that close to him, I took a deep breath while thinking "I have to report back to the other Claymates and tell them what he smelled like!" As others have said, Clay really does smell like fresh laundry--sweet, warm, tender and delightful!!!!!!!!!
Then I remembered that I was holding the lei that I had worn to the concert. I asked Clay if I could put it on him. He nodded and bent over so I could reach. I put it on him and he said "I think I just got lei'd" I couldn't believe it!!!!!!!!!! I had just LEI'D CLAY!!!!!!!!!!! :thud :thud :thud :thud :thud :thud talk about dreams coming true!!!!!!! I just kept thanking Clay and he actually thanked me.
Then he asked if I'd been set up by any member of the crew. I said no and he gave me the thong. I squealed some more, thanked him some more, thudded some more and went offstage.
Nick met me backstage to take me back to my seat. On my way I saw Jerome. He told me I did a great job and I thanked him and hugged him.
Then I was greeted by all of the wonderful Claymates who had been my companions in the front row and in line since 6AM. They were so happy for me and they told me I did a great job.
I thudded for the rest of the concert, wearing my prized thong around my neck. During YWT my emotions reached the boiling point and I just started burst into tears. :waa I was clinging to my mom and I was just so moved by all that Clay has given all of us and I couldn't think of a big enough way to thank him. And up there on stage, dressed all in white, he just looked like he was glowing.
The rest of the concert was, of course, exquisite.
Later by the buses I met even more wonderful Claymates who all had such nice things to say about my experience. A few wanted to sniff my jacket to see if any of Clay's scent had rubbed off on it. I even talked with some Claymates on other people's cell phones who I'd never met before. I saw the lady with the Mrs. Aiken shirt from GMA and she was so nice. I also called Claymates I had met at other concerts to tell them all about it. I wish you all could've been there with me to share in the joy.
Sorry this is so long, and I promise I'm wrapping it up. I just have a few final thank yous: First and foremost, thank you to Clay for letting me do everything I've always wanted to do to you!!! And thank you to Jacob, Nick, Angela, Quiana, Jerome, band and crew for this experience and all the concerts. Thank you to the 6 other Claymates who rode in our Claytrain to the Big E and the other diehard fans in line with us ALL DAY. You all made the whole day and night SOOOOO special.
Finally, I have to thank my mom. THe time we've spent on the telephone and together obsessing over OMC cemented our relationship as friends, not only as mother and daughter. I know you are an even bigger Clay fan than I am (if that's possible) and the fact that you stepped back in my shadow to let me dance for Clay proves once again that you are the Wind Beneath My Wings. When I got to be with OMC, I hope I made you Proud of Your girl.
Well, that's everything as much as my tired mind and body can remember right now. I promise I'll add more in the coming days if I think of anything. I haven't even searched for Clack yet b/c priority one was sharing this experience with all of you. I'm going to go search for videos and pictures of my dance with Clay. If you have anything that I'm in, pretty please PM me. I want to be able to relive this experience again and again and again.
Sep 21 04 11:27 PM
Quote:Ok, here goes. Hi everyone, it's SoShort. Let me first say by saying OMG....Clay was just absolutely gorgeous last night in the turtleneck and maroon cordiroy tailed jacket! Yowza!! I started off very nervous because I went only, but that turned out to be a good thing because then I was able to do as I please. When I get there I parked a mile down the street. I accidently dropped my keys in the grass on the football field where I parked and didn't know it. I was walking down the road and lucky a woman came running after me and said Mam, you dropped these. I was so grateful for her doing that. Can you imagine if she didn't find them for me. So, when I got there I had a pretty good spot in line. Waited in line for 6 hours, but that's ok. Well worth it. They announced at 4 pm for anyone to audition to go to another building so I did. I was first in line. We were told Jerome would come between 5 - 6 but he never did. Many ladies got upset and went back to there seats because they were afraid they'd lose their spot in line. I stayed because I was determined to get up there to sing. That was my mission! Anyway. There were a handful of us left and I was the only one waiting that new Jerome so I told them to wait there while I go find him. I did standing by the gate. I asked him if we were still auditioning and he said, Oh, I forgot so he TOOK MY HAND AND WE WALKED OVER TO THE BUILDING TOGETHER. HOW COOL! So when I got back, the girl that ended up singing with Clay ran over to him right away and came from no where which really upset me because she didn't stand with us and wait in line for 2 hours. She cut right in front of me. How rude. She was all decked out in a fancy black top and pointed out to Jerome, SEE I HAVE ON DANGLY DIAMOND EARRINGS JUST FOR CLAY! Man, no one in line was happy with her. To be honest I think I could have done much better, but. Oh well! So I sang second. When I auditioned I think it was a newspaper photographer taking pics of Jerome and I together. When I finished he said I was good to stand next to him. Then a girl that played a sax auditioned and Jerome said it was cool, but she needed to learn the song. So he asked ME to step aside and help her. I thought for sure at that point that I'd be chosen. The young girl ended up playing on stage with Clay, but it was weird because I don't think he realized she was going to play because after the song he introduced her as a perfect stranger and never even thanked her or hugged her. Very not like Clay! The best part was those of us that stayed for the audtion got priority to cut in line and sit up front. SO I GOT FRONT ROW AND THEY WERE AWESOME SEATS. I WAS ABLE TO SEE THEM COME ON AND OFF STAGE AND I SPOKE WITH JEROME AND HIS FRIEND NICK ALL NIGHT. I HAD MY PIC TAKEN WITH NICK WITH HIS ARM AROUND ME. WAHOO! HE CERTAINLY IS A CUTIE TOO! Early I gave Jerome a pillow and a puppy that I made for Clay to give to him at the audition. My original plan was to personally hand it to him if I got chosen to sing. Bummer!! Anyway, Nick said he got the pillow before the show and he absolutely loved it. I started to cry and my contact lense popped out of my eye while he was singing SBJ. I was never so scared in my life besides losing my keys that night. The lady next to me and I were trying to find it because I would have never been able to drive home without it. I was lucky enough to see spot it about 10 mins. later on the inside of my vest. Thank God he was watching over me that night. I'm sure you all read on the cellcert that Clay and the band played lots of pranks on eachother because it was the last show. They had ping pong balls fall on top of them. Toilet paper and poor Jerome got 2 creme pies smashed on him and at the end of the concert I stayed to greet some of the band members in front and they came out with a huge 1/2 sheet birthday cake and dumped it on his head. It was a mess. So then Nick came back out and I shook his hand and Jeromes and thanked them for everything. Next Danny and Evone came up and I shook there hands and asked Danny if I could have a ping pong ball to take home. He said sure and ran over and took one of stage and handed it to me. Then I got both him and Evone to sign the ball. Wahoo!! Security made us leave at that point. So I went to the buses and was able to wave my final good bye to beautiful Clay waving and smiling right at me. Be still my heart! Oh, Clay did take time to say special thanks to everyone in the audience for his special gifts. I was so pleased that I was one of the fans to give him one. Here is the poem that I wrote and put on the pillow I made for him. I sure wish I got to read it to the crowd last night but I guess it wasn't meant to be. At least I know Clay loved it.
The Big E West Springfield, MA
Today is a "Perfect Day", I get to see CLAY!
I love "The Way" you "Touch" our lives...
and make our hearts "Shine".
And "When You Say You Love Me", I know you really mean it.
"I Survived You" on the tour, when you walked right by me
I thought I'd have a heart attack!
Clay, "I Will Carry You" any day if you ever needed me to,
but I'm only 5'1", so please "Run to Me" instead.
Know that you will no longer be "Invisible" or
have to play "Solitaire" ever again...
for you have US fans that LOVE YOU,
and you're OUR "Measure of a Man."
"This Is the Night" I will NEVER forget!!
Written and made by a devoted and supportive Fan
Denise Stanard, Charlton, MA
Wouldn't that have been cool to read out loud to him personally in front of the crowd. Darn!! I guess my plan didn't work, but I will still try to get my Aiken Hug next time.
Sorry so long! Oh, one more thing. I was so honored and thrilled because I finally got to meet some CDB's last night. Thank you QB, Gr8t, Nony & Topcat for being so nice. Wish I got more time to spend with ya. It was so nice to meet you all.
Sep 21 04 11:39 PM
Quote:The entire Big E New England experience was just awesome! For editing purposes I will try to keep my review to just the pertinent Clay parts! It should be noted, though, that we earned our second row seats by camping in Mr. Nony's truck starting around midnight on Saturday. (just after watching His Hotness on MAP in our hotel room) Nony took excellent care of us by stocking the truck with lots of snacks, sleeping bags, pillows, a TV and wonderful Clay videos! I woke up around 4:00 (freezing!)and realized that the hard core Claymaniacs who had huddled out of doors under a pavilion tent had moved into place behind the gate. Up we were and bundled in our chairs right behind them! (really bundled - really freezing!) The fair gates were scheduled to open at 8:00, but security, who just kept staring at us like we were an alien life form, let us in at 7:00 before the general public could start lining up at the Comcast stage. We set up camp again there - folding chairs, sleeping bags and blessed hot coffee! There were two such lines and we were happy to have the sunny side. Later in the day it was warm enough to start shedding layers and partying with the other fans in line. It was friendly and orderly and security could not have been better. They checked back with us hourly to let us know exactly what to expect about getting in at 6:00 p.m. We took turns taking bathroom and food breaks. When TC arrived with her chocolate chip cookies we shared them with the crowd and she was in instant star! We met Thanku4Clay in line and got to see Soshort when she arrived later in the day, too. CDB's rock!
Okay - on to the good parts! You've read the cellcert by now and seen the pictures already posted, but let me just say that nothing in the world could have prepared me for seeing Clay in that outfit! He was magnificent! He truly took our breath away. As you have read - he was "on" once again, laughed so much showing old videos and telling us about all of the back stage pranks. He mentioned a couple of times that it had been a long tour for them, but you could also tell that despite the cold they were glad to be there and were having so much fun together. Clay commented several times about firing the crew, the band and the back up singers because of the pranks and then quickly said "Just kidding!" We knew - they knew - it looked like such genuine friendship. The generosity Clay has shown in showcasing Quiana and Angela and Jacob will likely help each of them to go on to solo careers. I love that he has done this, been secure enough in his own abilities to step back and let each of them shine. At the same time I don't like to think of him without them because they have been such a wonderful ensemble.
This was my 10th Solitour concert and nothing about it seemed old or repetitive. Clay's warmth in talking to all of us and the emotion in each of the songs was as fresh as the first time I saw him in Baltimore. He still brought something new even at this, the last Solitour concert. Solitaire was the best I have ever heard it! I cried when it ended - could not belive that the last 2 and a half months was over. My comment after YWT was that this could not be the last time I see him sing it. I was as moved as the first time and, as before, Gr8 and I hung on to one another during every word and note of that song. It never lost its impact.
If I try to recap my Solitour experience I would have to say what a pleasure it was watching Clay grow, each time, as a performer. I'm not sure how to explain that he got more and more polished without losing any of his naturalness. When he speaks to us and thanks us and tells us how these shows are his way of saying thank you, we believe him everytime. Everytime we are moved to continue our love and our support so he will come back to us again. I, for one, cannot wait to see what he brings to us next.
Sep 21 04 11:46 PM
Quote: From debi5475
Back from battle, frozen into a Debisicle.
And look at Brett's shoes, huge.
Glad everyone is safe.
Everyone was at Clay, that was at the Big E on Sunday night.
To appreciate the beauty of that outfit you needed to be there, in the 15th row, right side.
The coat wasn't tailored, true. It didn't need to be. It was like velvet, but wide wale corderoy, it moved with his body. You can't tell that in still shots. they look awkward. But it was not. It flowed with him. and then he unbuttoned the button. In person, it was just lovely. The urge to molest him in it was unbearable.
Except for the fact that Jerome was next to me most of the concert.
It looked great with the turtleneck. Couldn't decide if it was grey or light blue.
And for solitiare, he took it off. Tiny belly seems to have dissapeared. We have been running him ragged?
Shoes didn't match, but then, I only looked down that far once, noticed the shoes and said, eechh, and just kept my eyes above them. Not a hard task.
It was 50 degrees out. We were freezing. Clay does not like to freeze. Hence new outfit. He took forever to come out, maybe they were buying a turtleneck for him.
He looked so good. Loved the hair, with the highlights.
We watched the crew put the 5 gallon bucket up with the ping pong balls in it at 6pm. I knew then, that we where in for a treat. Rat in girls dressing room, fake rat on stage, toilet papering the stage. After the ping pong balls, the band threw them at each other and the crowd for the rest of the show. Danny got the brunt of the balls. HeHe. Camera men in hawaian shirts and hats, saxaphone person that he never saw before during MOAM, the old band director appeared during invisible and took back over, vasiline on his mic stand and microphone, during one song, the wrong music was played in the backup singers headphones, so they couldn't sing along. A bathing suit clad tatooed crew worker doing a fanny dance during another.
I suspect whoever decided to toilet paper the stage just before YWT got to see pissy Clay later. They threw TP around when just the band was out there. So when Clay came up from the stage. there was toilet paper down the stairs from the upper area on the left, where he sings TITN down the stairs, where he would get to see it while he sings, to the stage. I bet he was not thrilled. He put all the crosses and stuff back in.
He was so chatty and in good voice.
And Debi has done good. There was a separate line for handicapped people. Instead of standing in line since 8 AM. And people in wheelchairs were brought in all the way to show time, and put to the side, right. So they could see, but not the primo seats, that the others had waited in line all day to get. It was fair and appropriate. I accomplished something. Not just for this concert, but for all of them. I am sure Jessica Simpson's concert will have a long line (not with me in it), and maybe Kim Locke's. The Mass Attorney General listened to me and called them. whoohoo
Don't mess with a pissed off Clay fan. And I don't even live in MA.
Sep 22 04 9:10 AM
Sep 22 04 1:11 PM
Quote:Clay Aiken Solo Tour Ends -- Reliving The Magic
After what seemed like an eternity, the lights went down and the music intensified -- a clear signal that HE was on his way at last! Our anticipation was palpable as we watched the lights on the steps flashing to the rhythmic beat of U2's Streets With No Name -- slowly the huge door opened and the object of our affection suddenly appeared, standing in the smokey midst -- this was serious stuff! As the haunting melody drew us all in -- the screams grew louder with each step forward, and by the time he made it to the mic stand, it was pandimonium!
Whoa! What an eye full this was -- appearing comfortable, confident, and now up to a whooping 10 on the Drop Dead Gorgeous scale! Our senses now submerged in light, color and sound, reeling under the power of Clay's voice -- 'when I go there, I'll go there with you...it's all I can do', sailing with ease above the band with all the intensity of a true rocker! If this was a promise of things to come, we'd best fasten our seat belts for the ride of our lives! Clay had shown us with Kyrie (Independent Tour), and now the mother ship entry, that he knows how to launch a show -- and on this grand note of anticipation 'The Not A Tour' officially landed in the summer of 2004!.
During the IT we were dazzeled and in awe, but even more so now as Clay seemed to be trying out new things, spreading his wings and dishing out one surprise after another! THUD too, moved to its' highest power as he punched up songs from MOAM, including Perfect Day, bringing back the enchanting Run To Me, and breathing new life into I Will Carry You! His voice had never sounded better. We marveled at the many wardrobe changes as compared to IT -- and the hair, long in the back with sideburns -- the eye candy alone worth the price of the ride!
Gifts from The Gifted One
As we've come to expect, Clay had more to give than his beautiful voice, he gave us touching and often humorous expressions of himself as well! To the backdrop of When You Say You Love Me, Clay opened up even more of his personal charm, wit and warmth! By giving away real Hawaiian leis that were sent to him, and special T-shirts -- creating an atmosphere of fun and competition. Fans had to perform for these trophies, and somehow they always seemed to win -- serving to underscore that there are no losers in Clay's mind! His sense of inclusion was prevalent -- including the fans in his show was an obvious priority, whether through reading the signs or interacting with us, Clay was on a mission -- make a connection, touch someone, make a difference!
I'll Come To You
There can be little doubt that Clay himself came up with the idea of auditioning singers and dancers. Envy those lucky fans who got to dance with Clay in addition to getting hugs and even kisses! The selected dancers were of all ages, including an 89 year-old Claymate who came up on the stage and danced with Clay - walker and all! Among the singers were children, including John, a young boy from Make A Wish who sang TITN with Clay. Some of the singers were outstanding and Clay showered them with praise and then jokingly ordered them to 'get off my stage'! Clay even appeared to be enamored by one talented and attractive singer, which of course hit the boards like a category 5 hurricane! There were Clay look-a-likes, and one such could have been Clay's twin, though nowhere near as tall.
Fans came from all over to each venue, bearing gifts, carrying signs, dressed in Clay attire. This was possibly the most unique concert in music history, certainly the most caring and loving, not to mention the outstanding ticket sales during a slow summer for live concerts in general. Can't ignore that Clay received glowing reviews with only a very few exceptions.
'A Little Bit Of Something For Everyone'
Always in touch, Clay's set was audience friendly -- hence we heard him in interviews make reference to what he called his 'eclectic set...a little bit of something for everyone' -- but, hey, would Mr. Inclusion have it any other way? So in addition to U2, we got some great covers mixed in including Still The One, Rosanne, the very hot Chain Of Fools and Signed, Sealed, Delivered!
Clay teased us a little with his growl and sizzling dance moves! The guy has soul, but we knew that! We watched as Clay turned his 'mic stroke' into a new art form, not only during I Survived You, but other songs as well! The message boards were a blaze!
'You've Lost Your Songs Forever'
We got even more James Taylor this time, as the backup singers showed off their lead vocals too, always ending in a contest to see who could hold the last note the longest, we got an added bonus watching Clay double over in laughter, (I wouldn't be surprised if he kept score). But it was Clay's singing that brought the goose bumps -- Rockabye Sweet Baby James still resonantes!
A Moving Tribute
Clay chose this tour to pay tribute to introduce a Contemporary Christian song and if we listen closely to the words of You Were There, we can get in on the practical faith Clay senses and experiences in his own life and career...
'Every moment, every planned coincidence, just all makes sense...You were there, when the hardest fight seemed so out of reach,You were there, You were always there.'
There was some initial controversy from some fans after the first performance of this, but the majority respected Clay's decision to include this in his secular set.
'My Fans Are The Best In The World'
After the rousing and emotional This Is The Night, along with a video montage that began with his audition, and highlighted much of his career, Clay descended the stairs saying, 'There are, I'm sure, people who would argue with me about this, but I would fight 'em, by saying that my fans are without a doubt the best in the world, so just saying thank you is not enough.' With his beautiful face aglow with obvious feelings of love and gratitude, he dedicates Invisible to us, inviting us to jump in as he shouts 'your turn', extending the mic, and then smiling deeply at our response. Lost in the moment, the strobe lights flashing -- 'we love you Clay'!
'There Was A Man...'
As the encore, the long awaited Solitaire was offered up from lofty heights -- looking very much alone, he clasped his hands around the mic stand as the distinct sound of 'expectation' settled over the fans. Before this tour only a lucky few had ever seen Clay sing this in person -- the majority now were Solitaire Virgins, whose senses were straining as the first solemn notes began for the long awaited glory notes! Once again, it was about 'anticipation' -- we knew they were coming, and when they came, he transported us with him -- we screamed, but mostly gasped! Randy was the first to ask, 'Where is that voice coming from, man?', and we felt it echo in our hearts.
As the song ended and he turned to leave, we were suddenly struck with a deep sense of abandonment, thousands of eyes gazing hopefully at the now vacated spot where he stood -- possessed with only one thought, 'When will we see you again'?
Saying Goodbye Through The Tears
'I was there last night of the Note A Tour, and Clay seemed really up until TITN started, and he started to get all teary eyed and misty. He seemed so thrilled at the amount of fans that were there for the final concert, and he was sad to see it end.
'We Went Away Touched'
What you didn't see was at the buses when they first arrived and before they left, the whole band was celebrating, crying, hugging, dancing, taking pictures of us and giving away t-shirts and really communicating with us.... All of them were. It was one HUGE giant love fest. Even people that weren't fans walked away obviously touched by the experience.' (Recap from last venue).
Clay -- your Claymates and the entire Clay Nation say THANK YOU! You gave so much to us and along with your phenonmenal talent and charisma, you're a great role model!
Sep 22 04 6:11 PM
Sep 24 04 11:56 PM
Quote:dee ayy reporting for duty, though I should point out that I feel hungover--and I don't drink. I'm also injured--on our way out of town in the morning I stopped at the bank to get cash, and opened the door on my foot. I was wearing running shoes, but it didn't matter. I'm still going to lose my big toenail. So my entire day was colored by a throbbing foot. Not enough to keep me from Clay, though, of course! It still hurts--so much so, I just couldn't make it to work today!! :lol
Anyway, we got to the Big E and STPteach called her friend from RHT who was coming from Boston. Whoever got there first got on line. She got there first, so we eventually found her and got on line. I opened the picnic blanket and we got out the Scrabble board for a nice game---double word score if your word applied to Aiken! Despite all the Waldo words (long, meat, grow), I still think I had the best Aiken word when I put down "diva." Anyway, after the game STP and Ann (RHT friend) went off to get something to eat. At that moment security made the first "condense the line" move, pushing us in like sardines. It was 1pm, at least 4 hours before we could get in. They condensed us AGAIN about an hour later---once they did that, there was really no way you could sit down--and they didn't let us in until 6:00. So basically we'd been standing for over 4 hours by the time they opened the gates. Remember my toe? :cry But I survived!
Lots and lots and lots of people tried to cut in the line--relentlessly. One woman in front of us kept turning people in to security, and then another woman behind us took to standing in the field watching the line, and snagging people who tried to cut. After the second time they crammed us together like sardines, she actually came up with the idea of putting the men on the outside of the line facing in, so anyone who tried to cut would be easily visible. It worked, for the most part. (An aside: Right in front of us was a couple, and the guy had a New England Patriots coat and a Boston Red Sox hat on--and both teams were playing that day. He kept checking his radio for scores. That's not the point--I had a radio, too, and enjoyed listening to the Yanks pound the Red Sox, and we kept announcing scores to the people on line. At one point I said something to the woman about what a great guy he was to miss the games to be on line. But it turns out HE WAS THE CLAYFAN! She was there for him! :lol Shame on me for making an assumption, but the the guy seemed clearly more into the games than Clay!)
About half an hour before they opened the gates they showed up with the yellow caution tape, which Pats/Sox/Clay fan man had asked them for about 4 hours earlier. We'd have HELD the damn tape to delineate who'd been there all day and who was hanging around hoping to make a move when the line started moving.
So we finally get inside (they did a fantastic job seating people--they let about 20 in at a time from each side of the venue, sat them, then let more in) and seated--11th row center-ish, though we were on the side with the damn boom, so during parts of TITN, Clay was totally obscured. Not bad! And we all SAT DOWN and didn't move, because once Clay came out, there was no sitting. Seriously, NO ONE SAT the entire show. Woo hoo! Since it was flat, you had to stand, but no one tried a "sit down!" movement.
Ben Jelen was pretty good. I hadn't been paying much attention to him, but STP told me he was much more personable for us than he had been at other shows. But he's not exactly a warmup act.
Oh, did I mention how @#%$ COLD it was? As the sun went down it got colder and colder. I was wearing a short sleeve shirt, a sweat jacket, and a polar fleece jacket over that. By the time Clay came out, I had a polar fleece blanket over my shoulders, too. Oh, and we waited FOREVER after Jelen. Now we know it's because they were having pie fights backstage, but yeesh, we were cold and restless. And did I mention COLD? The first thing Clay said to us was "I thought it was summer. What did you folks do with the heat?" or something like that.
But as soon as Clay came out and I saw his outfit, I'd have gladly worn 12 more layers! I loved loved loved the long black jacket, remember. When the stairs opened up and we saw that he was wearing a turtleneck and a jacket, we knew it was because of the cold. But then he came all the way up and we saw how LONG the coat was? Sigh. Yes, I was fangirling. Big time. Lotsa blond tips on his brown hair, too, which I don't particularly like, but it was all good because he was wearing this spectacular long coat. :brows
So the singing was fantastic, but you knew it would be! And it looks like clay4me reported on most of the jokes. They were certainly having fun. A few more things:
Looked like the backup singers had Vaseline on their mic stands, while Clay had it all over his microphone. We had no idea, though, until he told the singer from Ohio, and showed her his hand. Eventually, he managed to wipe off the Vaseline--on Angela and Quiana's faces. He caressed their cheeks, and left the Vaseline there.
The dancer was, umm, enthusiastic. So much so that Clay accused her of being a plant. She was all over him, even trying to get him to slow dance. He asked her if the crew put her up to it (she said no).
During MOAM, we were sure Clay had no idea that it wasn't Jacob playing the sax, because he had NO reaction at all. Nothing. Then when he normally says "Ladies and gentlemen, a Jacob Luttrell!" he said "Ladies and gentlemen, a total stranger!"
The rats and mice on stage were fake. Couldn't tell about the one they unleashed on Angela and Quiana in the dressing room.
Quiana was weariing SLEEVELESS top. Clay mentioned that "they" wouldn't let her wear something warmer, whoever "they" are. She was freezing her ass off up there, though.
The bass player was wearing a hat, with blue hair peaking out underneath, which Clay made sure to mention.
The ping pong balls. It almost seemed like they were meant for Danny the guitar player, because Clay prompted him out to center stage for his solo and as soon as he was under the bucket BAM, down they came. Needless to say, after that ping pong balls were flying everywhere, including out in the crowd--Clay said something like "great, now you're gonna hurt someone and get me sued!"
The toilet paper flew out from backstage down the steps immediately after Clay left to change for YWT. Did he throw it? Who knows. Another roll of toilet paper flew toward the stage from the audience, but didn't make it.
When the drummer was doing his solo during Rosanna, he was being pelted with Silly String from behind. There was also a red bra hanging from his drum kit, and Clay told him he preferred when he wore it.
At one point (can't remember when) one of the crew guys came out on the top of the stairs wearing tiny shorts and a too-small Clay Aiken tee shirt, and one entire arm and leg were completely tattooed--no idea if that was real or what. But he stood between Angela and Quiana (where Jacob shoulda been) at the top of the stairs, then pulled Jacob down off the riser and started groping him. Then he ran down the stairs and offstage. Clay said "Hard to believe he dresses like that all the time! All the time."
So that's all I remember about the jokes. As someone who'd seen the show twice before, I loved it. But geez, Clay can NOT be rattled. Ever. If he didn't tell us stuff that was happening, we'd have NEVER known. He pulled his earpiece out of his ear several times, too, but never said if they were piping something into his ear. And of course, he never missed a note (well, except in "Solitaire," when he hit an ugly one, but that wasn't anyone's fault, I'm sure. He was getting more and more hoarse as the night wore on).
He did qet quite emotional at the end of the show. I don't think he was crying at the end of TITN (I had binoculars trained on him the whole time), but he did get choked up when he spoke to us after, about how he has the best fans in the world. He gave and got a lot of love. Then "Invisible" rocked. And "Solitaire" was fantastic, one "whoa!" note aside. When he was done, he stood at center on the riser and just soaked up the love. And he was clearly emotional, and I didn't even need the binoculars to see it.
Then he descended, and it was over. Oh, and I wasn't cold any more! It was a fun show for everyone, clearly, and I'm glad I was there.
We didn't wait by the buses, but we went by there, and the fair was prepared. They had caution tape up to keep people back, and lots and lots of cops. When we finally found our car (this place is BIG) and left, we were starving (it was 10:00 and lunch had been back at 1:00!), so we stopped at a McDonalds. I waited in the car while Susan went in, and while I waited I watched the buses go by---with a police escort, no less!
And that was it. Sigh.
Yeah, kav, something was going on there. Angela wished Jacob luck as he was about to start "Fire and Rain." FWIW, Angela and Quiana sounded perfect--couldn't tell anyone was messing with them. Jacob? Not so much. He became melisma man, which seemed to be a way of covering his ass.
Oh, and it looked to us like those three had fake fangs in their mouth for the note-holding bit at the end. We saw Angela put them in her mouth, then Clay smiled and took them out and threw them away. Then he did the same to Jacob and Quiana. But he never stopped holding his note. Like I said, totally unflappable.
(But I agree, sun, I think he he were to get rattled, it would not be pretty!)
Oh, and the turtleneck was a knit sweater, not just a cotton turtleneck shirt, and it was gray, not blue, though it is looking blue on the photos. The jacket was corduroy, and the pants were fancy denim slacks. And the shoes were adidas.
And right before the show started Nick came out and put a cup of steaming liquid on the floor right by where Clay stands, but Clay didn't touch it. Why do I think he was afraid to?
And when he teased the crew about misspelling "friend," it was because the set list they'd taped to the floor had all sorts of songs on it that they never sing. Clay gave us the example of "Sunshine On My Shoulders."
Okay, that's really all I remember about the practical jokes. STPteach, you alive? (She had to go to work at 6 this morning, poor baby.) You out there? What am I forgetting? You can tell them all about crazy hoochie mama girl who was behind us in line and sitting next to you. :lol
Did I mention that the coat he was wearing was spectacular, though? ;)
I loved it.
I love him.
Sep 24 04 11:59 PM
Quote: I'm alive and well, my dear dee ayy - though still slightly hoarse. Let's just say the kids thought it was rather hysterical when I read the very important Connecticut Mastery Test Directions with a voice that sounded as if it had been through the wringer....it cracked, it squeeked, it became mute - but it was entirely worth it.
I think you covered just about everything. I still want to give extra kudos to the self-appointed Fan-in-Charge-of-Security - this wonderful, very tall, red-headed gal just took it upon herself to organize the fans to keep others from 'cutting in'. She became a liason of sorts with the Big E security as well. The security issue, while lacking in terms of really being prepared for the 'enthusiasm' and numbers really did try their best as they remained calm, pleasant, and given the fact that they had no barriers, tape, or extra manpower, somehow managed to keep people, for the most part, calm.
One cute thing that happened - the mom and daughter who received our extra tix from the AI2 tour in Nassau last August came up to me to say hi. I nearly fainted as the daughter must have grown about 4 inches! They wanted to say thanks again... the funny thing is, and dee ayy reminded me of this - the daughter had most definitely been a Ruben fan when we'd last seen her. I guess she was Clayverted all right.
Ben Jelen really was much more impressive than I thought he'd be, given the online reviews fans have been giving him. He seemed much more in tune with the audience Sunday night - and he even got the fans on his side when he mentioned that we were all there to see Clay Aiken. He seemed to banter more with the audience - I suspect that had something to do with the fact that he seemed to be short a musician or two - it was just him and the percussionist. I don't understand why he didn't end with 'Revolution' - it was the most upbeat song and seemed to get the audience most involved...but what the hell do I know?
Mr. Aiken. Ain't no words that can describe my reaction to seeing that man walk out onstage in that gorgeous soft gray turtleneck sweater that fit like perfection and was particularly gorgeous during Solitaire because you could see those broad shoulders and gorgeous forearms....oh, I digress.... and that three quarter length, burgandy corduroy jacket, along with sharply ironed 'dress' jeans...
The man cleans up soooo good.
The blond highlights looked good to me, too.
The practical jokes were flying - nothing really outlandish, and as dee ayy said, nothing really rattled him. Though he was fun to watch during the videos - it doesn't take much to crack the man up laughing.
The Sax player I would guess was someone not necessarily associated with the tour, as she was wearing a plastic, yellow wristband. Has she been identified yet?
He sang. He sang pretty. He sang pretty to me. He sang pretty to me and to dee ayy. He sang pretty to me and to dee ayy and to an audience of about 7800 (or so I've read.)
I cannot wait for a Christmas tour. I know dee ayy is pushing for an Oakdale appearance, but what I wouldn't give for an appearance at Carnegie Hall. It's the perfect place for a *classy* Christmas concert with orchestra.... Of course, where ever he performs, you can be darn straight if it's within driving distance, I will be there.
He loves us. I love him. That is all.
Sep 25 04 2:48 PM
Quote:t's been a busy week in Clack Wobegon. (That's a spin-off of Garrison Keillor's Lake Wobegon monologue opener for those who aren't familiar with the reference)
I went to the BigE last Sunday and had every intentions of writing a recap on Monday after work. However, on Monday, the POYB video was released and that was the end of my recap writing. Then, on Tuesday, there was a landslide of BigE pics and videos posted. On Wednesday, the possible Christmas CD songlist was the topic de jour. Thursday brought the excitement of snippets from Clay's book. Friday was Relly Day. RVzlady posted so many incredible pictures throughout the week (organized in such an amazing manner, I might add). There was even a hint of a Christmas concert in CT. I can hardly remember a week filled with so much new and exciting clack all at once!
So, now it's Saturday morning, it's a new thread, and I am finally going to attempt my BigE recap. In case there is anyone going through concert recap withdrawal...this one's for you!
Pt. I - Where the Seats Have No Name
Of all of the NAT concerts that I have attended this summer, I felt the most uncertain about going to this one. The biggest reason was the uncertainty of not having a ticket with a seat number on it. This concert was general admission only, first come, first serve. I've driven many hours to concerts, flown to concerts, gone by myself to concerts, but they all had one thing in common: I had a seat. I knew where it was. This experience was a little unnerving not knowing at all what to expect. I'd never been to the BigE. I'd never waited in line for hours and hours for any event except the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade with my family.
All I knew about the BigE was that Sunday attendance was usually in the ballpark of 60,000- 100,000. The Main Stage seating area could seat 3,500. Supposedly, 10,000 could watch the show including those standing outside the seating area. I had this image in my head which had been posted by walkiki in the Stampede Thread. I didn't know if I would just be one of those specks far, far away (in which case, I figured the concert would be a "live cellcert"). My best hopes were that I would be able to get inside the seating area.
Thanks to the Stampede Thread, I was able to hook up with Kerin. She was also going to the BigE by herself and driving even a longer distance than I was to get there. She got there ahead of me and was able to secure a place in the line that had formed as soon as the ticket gates opened at 8 a.m. (Corabeth, Skatejoy and Buzztechie were already there at that time!). I had never met Kerin before, and it was pretty funny to see the two of us talking into our cellphones trying to figure out who the other one was as I approached the line of people. It was a relief to find her and to know that I had a companion for the day's wait in line.
It was good to see Corabeth, Skatejoy, Buzztechie, Neptune Nancy and CTClayfan who were all in line ahead of Kerin and me. I looked for Donnamom in the line on the other side, but didn't get to see her or Mr.Donnamom. I was also sorry that I didn't get to see HotMomof5 who I had gotten to meet in NH. By now, it was about noon. The concert was scheduled to start at 7 pm. They would start letting people into the seating area at 6 pm.
Pt. II - Whose Line Is It Anyway?
There were 2 lines, one on either side of the staging area. We were in the line on the Solitaire side of the stage. It also happen to be the shady side of the stage. It also happen to be very cold and windy. It was in the high 40's early in the day and the wind was blowing. Fortunately, I had worn a long sleeve shirt and 2 light jackets on top of that. Even so, it was cold. Many had blankets and hats and gloves.
I had bought a small folding canvas chair for $5. at Target the night before and it wound up being a great place holder in line. At first, the line was about 4-5 people across and very manageable. Everyone talked to the people around them. If one of us left to get food or use a restroom, the others held a place. It wasn't cramped or crowded at that point. We figured that there were about 100-150 people ahead of us in line. We still weren't sure where that would seat us inside.
Security came by every once in a while with a bullhorn to ask people to not let others cut in because that wouldn't be fair to those who waited in line all day. At least they made the attempt to "control" the cutting in line that was already beginning to happen.
The calm and not-so-cramped conditions gradually began to change. At one point, security decided to "tighten up the line". They decided to widen the line up front. So instead of 5 across, there were now at least 10 across. They widened the width of the line by moving the barricades out more. What this did was to upset the nice, calm order there had been in the line. All of a sudden, people who were behind us now had rushed foward. Kerin and I wound up near the outside of the line, closer to the barricade, which was actually less smothering than being in the middle of the crowd and made it easier to get in and out if we needed to. But we were pretty certain that the move by security meant that we were now further back than we had previously been.
As the afternoon lingered on, the line seemed to grow wider and more cramped. We figured there were now at least 200 people in front of us. That part was a little frustrating to me. I didn't mind waiting, but I didn't like losing ground in line. It seemed if you stood still, you moved backwards. More and more people seemed to be in the line that hadn't been there before.
Shortly before 6 pm, security started to admit people into the staging area. They planned on letting 20 people in at a time. As soon as they started letting people in, the line dynamics changed again. There was an enormous push from all sides. Part of the problem was NOT that people were necessarily pushing, but that the line was set up in such a way as to create a bottleneck. Initially the line was say, one bench width wide. By the late afternoon, the line was now 3 bench widths wide. But the opening to get into the seating area was only one bench width wide. It was crush city. Good thing I spent many years in high school riding NYC buses and subways crammed at rush hour. It was good practice for managing the crowd surge.
Kerin and I had befriended another mom in the line. The 3 of us held on to each other by grabbing the back of each others jackets and inched our way foward. At one point, I was literally using all the weight of my body to resist the force of the crowd so that I wasn't pressed against the barricade to my left. It was quite the experience! There were people shouting to "stop pushing!!" There were several younger kids in the line and they were getting crushed, too. Like I said, it wasn't that people were rudely pushing. It's just that there were more bodies than there was space to put them.
Once Kerin and I got inside, we were elated. We wound up fitting into the 7th row of benches and towards the center aisle. Corabeth, Skatejoy and Buzztechie were 4 rows in front of us. After such standing in line all afternoon, the cold, the crowd, the uncertainty of what would even happen and not knowing where we would get to sit, it was such a relief to finally be in a seat and to look up and see the stage with Clay's set right there in front of us. We were giddy with relief and joy, excitement and anticipation!
How come when I want to sit and write a recap that's when my family needs me? One daughter needed a ride. Hubby wanted to go to the local Garlic Festival with me (its a big thing in these parts *g*). Other daughter called from college. I want to put up a sign that says, "Go Away! Leave Me Alone! I Am Trying to Write a Recap!" Oh well.
Pt.III The Big"O" (tmJemock)
After we were seated, we had to wait for the entire seating area to be filled before anyone could leave their seat to use a restroom or get food. Then, I had to wait in another line to get a ticket to get back into the seating area. Naturally, there were long lines for the restroom, too. Brings new meaning to the line, "Wait, I already am!" I'd say that was the theme for the day. Oh, yes, beauzzartz wanted me to make sure I included this detail in my recap. I called her from the line to the restroom and continued our conversation into the restroom. It's called mulit-tasking. Beauzzartz said it was her first "toiletcert". (If I didn't write it in the recap, she said she was going to add an addendum with elaboration and exaggeration. How's that for being clackmailed?)
It was my first time seeing/hearing Ben Jelen (which I learned was pronounced "Yeel-en", not "Jell-en".) He was just okay for me. I thought he had beautiful eyes. I also thought he sure had the whip-that-hair-out-of-his-eyes-head-shake down pretty well. Can you imagine the state we'd all be in if Clay squatted in front of a keyboard while singing? I'd don't think there'd be any problem seeing the stage from the back rows after that.
There was a long wait after Ben's set. I kept trying to savor the anticipation. It was fun to see the bucket rigged up over the center of the stage and to wonder what was in it and who it was for. I did not hear any booing during this wait time. I did hear several rounds of "WE WANT CLAY! WE WANT CLAY!"
I wondered if the delay was because they were looking to find something warm for Clay to wear since it was so cold outside. I kept wondering what he would wear that night. I knew that he wore the burgandy shirt and jeans-to-die-for at York, the previous concert, so I doubted that we would get that outfit (even though it was my favorite). I was guessing that we would get the blue embroidered shirt (not my favorite), but I was enjoying the anticipation of not knowing for sure what he was wearing.
When the music started and Clay emerged out of the mothership, I gasped when I saw him. It was such a surprise to see him in the grey/blue turtleneck and long corduroy burgandy coat. He looked stunning, gorgeous, and electrifying. I love the moments of surprise with Clay because so often, I already know so much about what to expect from the boards, that when I am truly surprised, it's even more special. It may be more special to wait, but I also think that sometimes, it's more special to be surprised, too.
Knowing that this was the last concert of this leg of the tour and that there were pranks expected also made being there exciting and special. This was my first concert that had the shortened set, but it didn't seem short at all. Clay did lots of talking about the tour and the memorable moments. Although I had seen downloaded clips of the free-fall rides, I was so happy to see the videos of the rides and pranks in person. There were some shown that I had never seen before....the rat in the room, Quiana's hair, the pie fight.
The pranks were fun to witness and to be a part of as an audience member and did not take over the show or Clay's performances. I thougth the vasoline on the mics was the best. Clay of course handled it like the true pro that he is. He couldn't switch the mic from hand to hand though. At one point, I saw him adjust the mic in his right hand by taking his left hand and adjusting the mic. I could see the vasoline on his fingers through my binoculars. When he rubbed the vasoline on Quiana and Angela's faces, I just kept thinking, "He is such a little @#%$!".
I also thought the part with the stool was pretty funny. It reminded me of the last IT concert in St. Paul, after Kelly came out during WDC when he said, "You can't pull one over on me!". The casual way he checked the stool and told Angela to sit on it first cracked me up. Then, when he said, "I write the checks" and something about not being "driven by fear". It was just so unscripted and natural, charming, snarky Clay.
I'm trying not to repeat too many of the details that have already been described by others, but to focus more on the highlights for me.
Every song he sang seemed like I was hearing it for the first time simply because he was wearing the long, burgandy jacket. Whenever he moved, it moved with him. If he sat, it draped along his thighs. Sometimes it was open. Sometimes buttoned. Sometimes the night wind blew the sides up. Once I saw him fiddle with the pocket on the side. It was like a new toy. It was so much fun to watch him sing and move and dance and sit and lean wearing the sexy, manly jacket. (okay, Kerin, I know you didn't like it that much, but I did!!)
After TITN, Clay took what seemed like a long time to begin speaking. He was quiet even as he walked down to the front of the stage to address the crowd. I don't know if he was filled with emotion at that point, but it could have been. It was touching for me to watch no matter what he was thinking and feeling.
When he came out for Solitaire just wearing that blue-grey turtleneck sweater with the sleeves pushed up to 3/4 length, I thought I was going to die. Oh my gah. He looked so incredibly gorgeous and he sounded so exquisite. There are no words. He took my breath away....again.
To see him smile at the top of the stairs before descending down below for the last time on this leg of the tour was another special moment. I won't be going to Charlotte or Raleigh. This was my good-bye to the Summer of Clay for me, and I relished and treasured every moment of it.
When the concert was over, I was freezing and I could barely feel my feet when I walked. I was spent emotionally. But, my heart was bursting and I was filled with joy and gratitude. For Clay. For the opportunity to see him live in concert. For the people that I have been fortunate enough to spend time with at the concerts...both before, during and after. For the new adventures I have been able to experience, whether it was driving, flying or standing for hours to see Clay.
I loved the people that I got to meet at the BigE. It was a pleasure to spend the day with Kerin, someone who was a complete stranger to me until that morning. Yet, we hugged and squealed and held onto each other through the crush of the crowd. It was a pleasure to meet all of the strangers standing with us in line. I especially enjoyed the 16 year old girl sitting in front of us. She was a delight as we chatted and talked about Clay and other things while waiting for the concert to start. A 16 yr. old and a 50 yr. old....and our ages didn't seem to matter at all.
I drove home by myself afterwards. I smiled to think that now whenever there is a cold autumn night, it would remind me of the BigE and the Autumn of Aiken. Not bad for a $10. general admission ticket.
Sep 28 04 2:31 PM
Quote: My name is Stephanie and I was the 'total stranger' who played sax on MOAM with Clay.
My parents actually surprised me and didn't tell me we would even be going to the concert until the day before.
We got to Big E around 2:00, and we heard them make an announcement for anyone who wanted to sing with Clay to go and audition. I happened to have my horn in the car, and I figured I would just go for it and see what happens.
This was the first Clay concert I had ever been to, and I didn't know who Jacob was, or that Clay already used a sax player on a few of his songs. I was so surprised when Jerome asked me to follow him, and he took me backstage to meet the band. I met Jacob and he taught me MOAM in about three minutes. Originally, he and I were going to echo Clay's melody together, but then he said he thought I had a pretty good handle on things, and he thought I should take the whole song. The band thought it would be funny to see how long it took Clay to realize that it wasn't Jacob behind him.
My mother and I got to wait in the front row, and Jerome came and got me once the James Taylor medley started so I could warm up.
The entire experience was incredible.
This was the first time I had ever been to one of Clay's shows and I still can't believe I actually got to play on stage with him!!
p.s. Just for clarification, and contrary to many posts that I have read, I am not Jacob in a wig. Lol
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