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Quote:Claymates' rejoice! His tour stops here
By BILL MEDLEY Courier & Press staff writer 464-7519 or email@example.com
September 9, 2004
He's "Invisible" no more. Millions watched Clay Aiken's life change in an instant when he made the finals of "American Idol" last year.
And while the 25-year-old from Raleigh, N.C., lost the top spot to crooner Ruben Studdard, his connection with fans ensured he wouldn't be sentenced to obscurity.
Aiken is bringing his tour, including the hit "Invisible," to Evansville's Roberts Stadium Tuesday night. He'll likely get a warm reception here from the same legion of "Claymates" who have greeted him at concerts across the country.
It'll be Aiken's third trip to Indiana in what has shaped up to be a busy summer schedule. He's already made stops in Indianapolis and Fort Wayne between shows at state and county fairs throughout the Midwest. B16
"Beyond the singing, Aiken bonded well with an audience that already loved him," the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel's Tim Cuprisin wrote after a performance last month.
After "American Idol" wrapped up its second season, Aiken's album, "Measure of a Man," debuted at No. 1 on the Billboard 200 chart. He was also featured on the cover of Rolling Stone and was named one of the sexiest people alive by People magazine.
Not bad for someone who came in second. The outcome hasn't been as good for Justin Guarini.
Remember him? He was the runner-up to Kelly Clarkson during "American Idol's" first season. Aiken's album sales and name recognition surpassed Guarini's, even though both used the show to jump straight into America's family rooms.
The difference has been the fans. Aiken has been able to connect with people by promoting his "regular guy" image.
Aiken, who willingly admits in interviews that he considers himself a geek, probably embodies the essence of "American Idol" better than most of the performers.
The idea behind the show is for "normal" people to hone their talents before the three judges, who sometimes offer scathing critiques of the artists.
Idol contestants don't come much more normal than Aiken. While he was working toward a degree in special education in North Carolina, a family friend heard him singing and suggested he try out for the show's second season.
Aiken made the first cut but was voted out during the show's fourth week. Later in the season, though, he returned and qualified for the finals during a special "wild card" show.
After facing down the judges' constant scrutiny and comments about his style (or lack of it), Aiken seemed to hit his stride midway through the season, and struck a note with viewers, who kept him on the show week after week as they voted off other competitors.
With second place in hand and a blockbuster album about to take off, Aiken seemed to realize that his sudden fame could fade away just as soon as it came.
Shortly after the end of "American Idol," Aiken established the Bubel/Aiken Foundation, which provides grants to developmentally disabled people.
"My ultimate goal is for this foundation to really make an impact," Aiken says. Aiken also says he hasn't ruled out a return to the work that consumed his pre-"Idol" life.
"I fell in love with working with individuals with autism, and I planned my life out. I was going to teach for six years, and then I wanted to go to William & Mary to get my master's in administration. I still would love to. I could still see myself as a school principal at the age of 50."
But it's probably a safe bet that his fans don't want him to head back to school anytime soon.
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Quote: I have time to tell you all just about the binoculars.
I was in 6th row, right next to the catwalk. I brought my binoculars so I could see up really close. Before WYSYLM, he said something like, "Why do you have binoculars if you're less than 5 feet away from me?!" I just yelled, "I can see up your nose!" He made this adorable face and said, "Oh, really? What do you see up there?" This is when I got really shy and I didn't know what to say. I just dug my face in my friend's shoulder. Next thing I knew, she was pushing me up to the stage. Apperantly he told me to go up there but I guess I didn't hear him. I think he said, "Now, look up my nose and tell me what you see!" He tilted his head back so I could see up it. :thud I couldn't think and all I said was, "WHOA!" :laugh He then said, "Can you see up my nose and into my brain, 'cos there's nuttin' there" And then I went back to my seat.
Later, when he was introducing the crew, he was like, "And if you're not like that lady in the front row who has binoculars, you can watch these screens!"
It was great!! I just wish I would've said something better than, "WHOA!" but that's all I could get out of my mouth when he was about a foot in front of me. :laugh
I'll probably post a full concert review after school.
Sep 15 04 8:34 AM
Quote: hey guys! :wiggle
Well, last night was a great way to end the tour for me. It was SO much fun, the crowd was incredible. Faye and Brett listened to all the singers before the show, most of them were pretty good. She was pretty as a picture, like always. Brett looks so young, what a great young man. I know that we are all SO proud of him. :)
As for the show, it was amazing. I am SO loving the "steering wheel" move for WTSHNN. It is to die for, and the face he makes during it, just makes it that much better. He SO knows!
I have to say the highlight for me was when Clay saw my sign (MY FRIEND BET ME $100 YOU WOULDN'T BRING ME ONSTAGE) That was referring to a little bet MarlovesClay and I had going on. He asked who my friend was, and Mar was on the phone, so I held the phone up. He told me he wanted to talk to her so I passed the phone up. He chatted with her for a minute, and he told her Marcia, you just won yourself $100! I about died, I know that my mouth hit the floor. Clay outsnarked us. Clay, you little brat!!!! :laugh It was really funny, he is too cute! There were a ton of crazy dancers out there, kudos to you all! People were up on their chairs dancing their heart out. He told me he was gonna be watching, so I had a chance. It wasn't meant to be though, the dancer he picked was so funny. She's a sweet lady, and she did a GREAT job!! I hope there's video!!!!!
The rest of the concert was wonderful. He was very chatty and happy last night. I am SO loving the blonde highlights, great job John :thumbup
ISY was very angry tonight. I think we even got an extra growl on Crash, he was really working the mic stand.
YWT was very moving, As many times as I've seen it, it gave me goosebumps, the crowd was completely silent. I am so happy Clay is singing this song on this tour. A lot of people in the audience had their hands up, in worship. Very very moving. TITN was great, great crowd reaction. But the best part was Invisible. He said that he sees Thank You signs a lot and doesn't know what he did to deserve that and that he should really be thanking us...... Wow, that man is so precious. The crowd was SO loud. He let us sing quite a bit of the song and I think he was really loving how the place was singing along. Big huge grins.
You could really feel the love in the air last night in Evansville!!!!
He came out to the buses after, and walked in front of the huge line of people. He didn't touch hands, there was no barrier, but he went down and thanked people. The crowd was well behaved. Then he got on the bus and waved with the light on as they drove away.
Thank you Clay, we love you. Don't ever change :hug2
Sep 15 04 8:36 AM
Quote:Here is a report from the singer that I found over at RHT - her screen name is Shari79
Quote: Okay, well thanks for all the support I didn't receive for singing with the Clayton! I probably shouldn't tell anything about it!! LMAO!! But, since I can't take it anymore, here I go!! I had to audition for Momma Faye, and she was the sweetest, and cutest lil lady I ever met.....
When I first got up there, he asked my name and where I was from, when I told him that I was 5 hrs away, he wouldn't believe me!! He kept saying that Kentucky was closer than that. Well, it is, but...not the part of Kentucky that I live in.! He even asked Angela about it!! haha!!
I told him I was there with my best friend Kammy,(Clay'sTouch) and he said "Well, Kammy? Where is she?" So I pointed, and then he asked where I worked, I said at the bank, he asked if I sang at a bank..... I told him sure, if they wanted me to...lol....and he asked where I started singing, I said church, well, you all know that's long past....
He smiled and turned toward the audience and said, "Well lets make Kammy proud!!" hahah!!
I got three hugs, yep...sure did.
So, Clayton smelled like bubble gum, he was warm, his eyes are so bright and liquid pools of green!!! OMG!! So yeah, He is AMAZING!! I couldn't think, and I almost lost it completely.....I have practiced this song 5000000x and when I looked at him, well I did through the whole thing, but on the second verse I couldn't remember my OWN name!! There were no words in my head WHAT SO EVER! I had to motioned for him to help, he was so amazing!! OMG! That's all I know to say, he is perfectly Amazing!!
He had slight stubble on his face, his eye lashes were so long, that Clay does not blink, he flutters!!! I was shaking, not a lot, but I held out my hand for him to see, and he took it, and held it! He smiled, his eyes were so bright!!
The whole time we sang, I was holding his hand
'dsjflkdsafdsalfksakdf;adjflkdfjdljkfkdlfkgjdlkgfdkhgdfa, wait just got a little f***ed up here..(I'm in the hotel room with pensnpaper and Clay'sTouch and their babbling in my ear about his body parts) Ok, so, back to the matter at hand, um, well, there was no one there but Clay and I. I didn't look anywhere but his eyes, and his didn't leave mine!!
I don't mean to sound like um, some ppl on this board, but I had to tell you how WONDERFUL it was!!!
So, I put my arm around his waist, and rested my hand on his hip!! OMG, he is so not scrawny at all. I could feel the muscles in his back and little chub that peeks over the top of his waistband. He whispered in my ear that I'd done a great job. He gave me a shirt and I still smell like bubble gum.
Oh, yeah. Clay rubbed his makeup off onto my white shirt when he hugged me. I'm never washing it again.
Sorry for the random jabber, but I"m tired and excited.
Sep 15 04 8:41 AM
Quote:rambling middle of the nite evansville recap:
my last NAT show...and like making love with someone for the last time, or at least, the last time for awhile....it was lovely, heady and bittersweet.
first, tho....i cannot believe the anti-ben jelen sentiment i've seen expressed here...that boy is PRETTY. i mean...deeply, disturbingly pretty. those slabs of high, carved cheekbones, the soulful eyes, the flowing dark hair, the skinny drink of water body, the MOUTH....i know i'm a fickle chick, but i've never once doubted my clay luv, or my belief that he's the prettiest boy alive...ben made me falter in my belief, for a bit.
plus, he can sing. and play. his music is pretty and sweet and emotive...and nobody freaking told me he opens with a cover of one of the best #@*& songs EVER...one i wrote here over a year ago that i'd KILL to hear clay aiken sing...'wicked little town' from 'hedwig and the angry inch'. that song ROCKS. and ben did a lovely job with it. i had no idea it was on his cd....i HAVE to get that now.
after his set, he wandered out into the lobby for a meet n greet with some cute teenies (no way could clay's meet n greets be handled in this casual, offhand, hardly any security kinda way)...and he's just plain lovely. i was smitten. i was busily scribbling smutty ben/luna/clay fanfic in my head...
of course, when i got my first glimpse of our sin-amon stick boyfriend (tm ebirdmyluv), i forgot ben and remembered who had the true hold on my heart. and who is really the prettiest boy alive.
i went with my friend sally, and her darlin' daughter, sally's friend joyce, and met up with the fabulous felina2 and cute-as-pie hubby. we had pizza n beer at a cute funky little place in evansville, and made it to the stadium minutes before the show....just in time to be told that there were no beer sales this nite, cuz that wasn't allowed for 'teen shows'. this was a first. felina and i exchanged quizzical raised-eyebrows and asked the lady who informed us of this if she'd noticed the ACTUAL mean age of this crowd.....which we determined was likely, say, 37. she shrugged.
whatever. actually, the crowd was pretty darned diverse in both age and gender...lots of tweenies, teens, grannies and everything in between...and lots of Y's.
we'd had it on good authority that mama faye n brett would be there, and there they were, holding court with their own stadium security guard, as people stood in line to get mama faye's autograph. if anyone can explain this particular phenomenon to me, i'd be grateful. cuz i don't get it.
saw the ebullient Hoosierhick there, who'd scored great seats...my friend sally also had front row seats...while the felinas and i were about 13 rows back...not a bad view, and smack dab before a giant jumbotron...which gave us some breathtaking views of the prettiest boy alive. the camera, as usual, caught his odd, unearthly beauty in some mysterious way that the human eye cannot quite comprehend....if i grabbed felina once to say 'he is SO beautiful...', i did it seventy three times.
all in all, even without beer, i was happy.
we got flip flops! we got clay with spanky new gold highlights..his hair looked fabulous, a little shaggy, even vaguely baby-mullety. and he was jubilant and joyful tonite, just ON, and funny and bemused and witty. his patter with the signs and the phones remains funny and funky and fresh. boy IS a born game show host, goddess luv him.
the dancer, ethel, was funny and scary. she shook n thrusted her considerable stuff, heedless of jacob's dance steps...till jacob and clay and everyone else just sort of fell out in helpless laughter. very high energy, that ethel...he teased her that he thought she'd just walk to raleigh for his last show, wouldn't need a plane or a car. he also called her human prozac...and then gently reminded her that is was HIS show and she could, like, just go sit down already.
what else? he did the driving move, and then he sorta smirked and did it halfway again......he SO knows. during 'sto', he caressed quiana's face softly...very sweet. and we got 'chain of fools', which made me endlessly happy...and it was hot. he was all prowly and growly and feral, and when he n angela did that 'how low can you go' crouching move....okay, i think i swooned a little.
felina was in heaven cuz she got to hear 'run to me' again....and he did this little grunt/growl that i'd never quite heard before...made my knees go all wonky. 'isy' was hugely dramatic but not quite as over the top as some performances have been..he struck a fine balance between theatrical and histrionic....no bitter laugh, but eloquent, elegant hands and lots of emoting. it was smokin'.
'ywt'...melodramatic and sweeping...as always, he sang the @#%$ out of it. as always, the visual aids were silly and superfluous. i want to see his FACE while he sings this, dammit.
'sbj'? sublime. 'rosanna'? fabulous. 'titn'? rapturous. 'pd' and 'iwcy' and invisible'? lovely. and the final song, of my final show....'solitaire'...was truly like a climax, like making love with someone you are so attuned to that you can anticipate their every move and caress, not in a predictable way, but in a transporting, intuitive, almost spiritual way....we talk about being spent here, over clay, all the time....i truly was. my nerve endings throbbed. my lips felt bruised and swollen, my skin tingled, i felt wanton and exhausted and completely sated. i still wanted more, tho....so maybe not COMPLETELY sated...but that's the mark of a truly gifted lover. to satisfy you utterly, but leave you wanting more. clay aiken has become that kind of lover, on stage. (and my musing mind likes to believe, offstage as well...)
he's not a boy anymore. he's SO confident and skilled, so at ease and deft, so serenely assured and adept and masterful up there...it's truly amazing to see how far he's come. it's almost baffling. how does he DO that?
oh, after 'solitaire' he did this little pivoting thing....as if he were so caught up in the emotion he was simply spun around by it....hard to describe, but it was kind of fabulous. the camera nazis were out in full force tonite, so i dunno if there was any clack.....but i sure hope so. this was a GREAT show.
i just luv that boymanchild.
Sep 15 04 2:22 PM
Quote:I wrote a rather lengthly review over on the CAC/TRL thread of my Evansville experience last nite. I'll copy over pieces of it, in case anyone here is interested!! By the way, IT WAS AN AMAZING NITE!!
To begin with--my seats. OMG 8th row on the floor. He was so close I could see his toenails (yes, we had flip-flops). Heck, if his shirt wasn't so long, I could have seen his zipper (NOT THAT I WAS LOOKING, JOYCE! ) There is a bright gleam in his eyes that simply cannot be reproduced on the jumbotron. He is seriously beautiful.
But I digress. I was seated next to a darling guy (about 20 with his girlfriend). My first thought "Great. He's been drug here by the girlfriend and will sit like a bump on a log the whole time." WRONG!! He knew the words to EVERY song and made my experience even more enjoyable.
Ben Jelen. Awesome musician. Seriously pretty boy. My advice?? Take some of the money that you're getting off Clay and buy yourself a bottle of shampoo!! Bass player was also darling. Yes, I appreciate pretty young men.
The excitement in the arena was palpable, yet respectful. You could see people all over the arena hugging as they met for the first time after developing internet relationships. Does this happen at other concerts?? I have a feeling it's just a "Clay thing". Arena was pretty full, but not as huge as the Saavis Center in St. Louis. A little more intimate, I think. At the end he remarked how he really enjoyed playing smaller towns and arenas better than the really big venues. But more on that later.
Don't know if his hair was done for MAP on Saturday, but it was about as PERFECT as I've ever seen it. Blonde highlites on the spikey tips. Not too long. Not too short. Perfect.
He first wore the medium-blue shirt w/orange tie and grey stiped pants. And the ever-loving flip-flops. What I can't figure out is how he doesn't trip all over the place. The pants are seriously 3-4 inches too long!! Absolutely adorable.
Clay was VERY chatty--I'm sure you read that you talked on a cell phone to MarLovesClay. I'm not a HUGE fan of the audience participation (takes away Clay time as far as I'm concerned) BUT the dancer was a riot!! She was the most adorable African-American woman who later told us she was 50!! I was thinkin' 30, so she looked pretty good. Angela, Quianna and Clay TOTALLY got a kick out of her and kept referring to her and talking to her in the audience. They said she was the best dancer they'd had yet--and I can believe it. If they do a concert video, Ethel needs to be the dancer featured.
Clay's voice. What can I say? Every song was perfection. I didn't hear one missed note. The thing that stands out for me was the obvious JOY that he has performing. He's not faking it--he was having a heck of a good time. And therefore, so was the audience. Angela, Quianna, Jacob, Clay and the musicians are so OBVIOUSLY enjoying themselves as much as possible. THey are in synch with each other and very comfortable with each other--but I did NOT get the feeling that others have mentioned, that they were sharing a private joke that the audience wasn't a part of. It was like EVERYONE in that stadium was having a heck of a party!!
I was totally surprised that Faye and Brett were there--you all probably knew before I did! But there they were, sitting there larger than life. It was very sweet. Clay talked about about he let his mom pick the singer because even tho he was sooo proud of Brett and he loved him, Clay said he had absolutely no singing ability! Another reflective moment. How many 25 year old pop stars get on a stage and tell a room full of people that they love their mother and brother. And you can tell that he meant it. Awesome. Faye Parker certainly did something right.
Speaking of larger than life, Jerome was all over the place! He was dressed in a suit and seemed very friendly to the hoards of people who wanted to send something back for Clay to sign. I even saw him delivering those items during the show. I know others have had a different experience, but he really appeared to be a genuinely nice man. I didn't see any "Nazi-camera/video" behavior.
Another random thought. Are other pop-singers SECURITY people so popular?? I swear Jerome has his own fan club.
Personal note--I loved the fact that I got to hear Shine. I know it's not in the 'short-set', so I was overjoyed that he played the long set last nite. Shine is one of my favorites.
The whole first half was very up-beat and just FUN. Lots of people laughing and feeling part of the group. It was funny, when Clay would ask a question of someone in the audience, that room got so silent you could hear a pin drop. Really respectful.
I do have to put my 2 cents in over the "Clay/Angela" theories. To me, the ENTIRE group of performers thoroughly enjoy what they are doing and make sure the show is as upbeat as possible. All the romance theories--meh. I just don't see it. I see great friends who are all having the time of their lives.
Another random thought--It seemed very obvious to me that even though they have done this show nearly 50 times and HAVE to be getting a bit sick of it. they seemed aware that it was truly important to entertain every one of us in the room. The audience's enjoyment seemed paramount and they put every ounce of effort possible in every number.
The introductions of the crew and band. It's not just lip service. It is so obvious that he is genuinely thankful for EVERY person that he works with from the talent on stage down to the bus driver (Sarge happens to be from Evansville, so he was home last night). The most marked thing that I noted during this whole half was that Clay is TRULY humbled and in awe of all that has happened to him and for him. He repeatedly said that he can't understand when people thank him because he feels that HE is the one who should be thanking THEM. And it was not an act. I swear he got a bit choked up when a huge group yelled out "We Love You Clay" and he responded, "No. I love YOU."
You Were There. First, please tolerate my mini-rant about people who were so freaked about because of the religious imagery in this song. I don't care who you pray to---God, Allah, Buddah, or the King Carrot. Clay Aiken is a Christian. This should NOT be a surprise to anyone. The fact that anyone could find ANYTHING about this song offensive is positively maddening.
I personally found it to be awe-inspiring. It was a beautiful portrait of a young man singing his heart out in praise to HIS God. It was so touching and personal I almost felt like I was intruding just watching it. The song itself is beautiful, but the delivery was simply a gift to all of us lucky enough to be present to experience it. You could have heard a pin drop during the whole song, and as I looked around there were many eyes that were not dry!
This is the Night. I had never heard this one live, so I was thrilled to get to hear it. Again, it may seem cheesy that this song is done as a tribute to all that has happened to Clay in the last year and a half. Until you realize that this is truly how he feels. And that then cuts the cheese-factor in half at least! Very sweet and at the same time, very powerful. Funny thing is, when he talks about how many amazing people he has met in the last year (and they show pictures of Jimmy Kimmel, Ellen DeGeneres, etc) you get the feeling that perhaps, he is truly more impressed with the regular ordinary folks or certainly special needs kids that he has come into contact with, instead of the 'hollywood folks"
Which leads me into his little chat before Invisible (during which time his voice cracked with emotion a few times) This was when he really expressed his gratitude for all that the fans have done for him. He talked about playing NY and LA and all the big cities and how fun that was. And then he said, "but I really like coming to the smaller towns better. (whispers) the audiences are better too." And it stuck me. This kid is no more 'going Hollywood' than the man in the moon. Which is probably one of the reasons why we love him so much. He's just a humble guy from humble beginning and he likes it that way. I don't care if he lives in LA forever. That is a Raleigh boy at heart. Something else Faye did right.
Invisible was really really energetic and fun--yet at the same time you could begin to see in his eyes how touched he was. He would stop and stare in amazement with those glowing green eyes at all the people in that room standing, dancing and singing along to HIS song. He was as touched as we were.
Oh, funny side note about how close my seats were. When he came out in his plaid jacket with blue shirt underneath, I could see the little 'tag from the cleaners' was still attached to the shirt. How adorable is that??
Solitaire. Oh Lord. He put every ounce of every fiber of his being into that performance. It was beautiful to behold and to listen to. It was so perfect it almost hurt.
Last touching moment. (Thank God, because I'm a blubbering mess here at work). Just before he left the stage for the final time, he just stood there, kind of bowing with that "I am so touched' look on his face. I think I've heard some describe it as his 'yammy face'! He was so sweet, so humble. If I'm not mistaken, he may have put his hands on his heart for a moment. So UNLIKE all of the arrogant pop-stars that we're used to.I thank God for him. It gives me hope.
Well that's it (unless I remember something vital that I have to tell you later). Oh. And by the way. Yes. I had a good time.!!
Sep 15 04 5:52 PM
Quote:Hi girls!! I'm not very good with recaps, but lovingclaystripes and I went to the Evansville concert last night and I have to share a few moments withyou. We were in section CC 9th row, so these were by far the best seats I have ever had!! Everyone knows the details of his concerts by now, but one of the things that really stuck out was last nights dancer, Ethel. If we get some clack from that, everyone has to d/l and watch her go. I have never seen Clay laugh so hard. When she was done, he told the audience that he couldn't top her and the show was done. He continued to run a commentary with her for the rest of the night. The girls sitting behind us had a sign that said that they came from Peru to see him. When he saw their sign, he told them "I'm going to assume your sign says Peru, but from here it looks like Perv" It was sooo funny!!! And there was the cutest child I have ever seen in front of us, Alex. He looked to be about four, and his sign said "Clay, I'll give you my tooth fairy money to shake your hand, $.50." He had written it himself, and I think it was too small for Clay to read, but that little boy sure tried hard to get himself seen.
"Run to Me" was so amazing to be sitting so close to the catwalk and to be able to see that beautiful man up close and personal.
After the concert, we headed to the buses. We knew right away that it didn't look good because there we no barriers set up. They originally tried to back his bus up to the entrace, but it was down a steep incline with concrete walls on either side, and his bus driver scraped the side of the bus against the concrete twice. We never did see the other side of the bus to see the damage, but it souned like a long, deep scrape.
Awhile after that Faye and Brett boarded the bus. We saw someone walk Raleigh. And soon thereafter, out came OMC. We were very excited at first because they did lead him down to the end of the line of people, but he did not shake hands. He walked the line of people and waved and said hello. We then realized we were standing right next to BOB and LINDA.!!!!!! That was such a treat in itself. Clay also sat in the front seat and waved as he left. As cute as he is on stage, I love the look of Clay straight from the shower, hair flat against his head, in his PJ's.
So that was our trip to Evansville, sorry I rambled for so long. Lovingclaystripes got some good pictures before she got busted with her camera so hopefully she will post some later!
Sep 15 04 5:53 PM
Quote: I was in row 21 on the floor-section cc.This is the first time I had floor seats and all I can say is :thud I could actually see Clay's gorgeous,sparkly green eyes WOW!
I was so proud of the Evansville audience-very energetic.:thumbup I think Clay liked us:dancing What was the woman's name he picked for the dance contest-anyway she was hilarious.Clay was very amused.He said "That was entertaining,the show's over now,BYE!"I was proud of the people who represented us Evansville Clay fans onstage.:thumbup
Clay wore his sandals during the first set and it looked like he lightened and cut his hair a little shorter-probably for the Miss America appearance.I thought I was on:cloud9 when I saw the small catwalk.Oh yeah,to the singing part of the show....ISY got an extra growl during the word "Crash".I loved
RTM-I've never heard him sing it live so I was so happy to hear him sing it.COF-lots of growls!!During the James Taylor set,Clay,Jacob,Angela,and Quiana had the note holding contest-during "You've Got a Friend".CLAY WON!!! Although I thought he might pass out holding the longest note-he drew his knee up to his chest while holding the note-it was so funny! YWT was so inspiring.Clay sang TITN with such passion
last night-he seemed to be very emotional during that part,telling us "thank you" and he talked about how he didn't understand why fans come up and thank HIM,that it should be th other way around.A group of people on the lower section yelled "WE LOVE YOU CLAY!!"and he responded with,"I love you too!"Someone behind me yelled "WE LOVE YOU MORE!":lol It was too sweet and funny at the same time.As usual,Solitaire was great.
I went there with realistic expectations.I never did hear about how people could get meet&greet passes so I didn't get to.
I stayed with the well-behaved crowd and Clay walked by and thanked us(there were no barricades so they probably had to decide how he was going to handle it,if at all-I'm so happy that he came out:) we yelled "I love you Clay!"as he walked by.It was so sweet& brave of him to come out to a huge crowd.Gotta love him even more:lubdub
I brought a zoom camera in my deep pockets.It wasn't digital,but security was very strict about the camera policy.I got caught taking a pic during RTM and was told not to use the zoom feature on my camera(I don't know for sure,but Clay looked in my direction and kind of shook his head).I did get some pics off the jumbotron.I need to develop them.Hope they turn out ok.
Sep 15 04 5:54 PM
Quote: Hey ladybgnrs!
That little Alex is my son! He has been lovin' Clay since grandma got him the MOAM CD for his birthday last year, HE'S ACTUALLY THE REASON I BECAME INTERESTED AND STARTED CHECKING OUT THE BOARD. But, I think it was a little of a mistake to take him to the concert. He had heard my mother and I talking over the last few month about concert experiences and he has begged us for months to take him to a concert. When he lost his first tooth last month, he asked me if I thought the tooth fairy would be able to bring a Clay ticket instead of money. I was so touched by this, that I almost got him a ticket right then and there, but struggled with doing what was right. (The fairy brought money and BAF magnets and Grandma and Grandpa supplied the ticket a few days later)
He heard my mother and I talking about the gal in Dayton who offered him 3 or 4 hundred dollars for a hug and he instantly thought of the idea of offering his tooth fairy money.
When the Evansville concert finally came (he has been marking big red X's on the calendar) he insisted that he needed to make a sign. I knew that it wouldn't end up being a great sign that Clay could read very well, but as a kindergarten teacher, I felt it was the process, not the product that was important for him. Needless to say, those two simple signs took him hours to make. (One said I'LL GIVE UP MY TOOTH FAIRY MONEY TO SHAKE YOUR HAND and the other said I LOVE YOU CLAY with about 20 handmade hearts all over it.) He referred to his letter chart from school and sounded out every word trying hard to get it right. :( Of course, half the letters were back wards, but I refused to correct it. I also didn't want people thinking I was peddling my child to hold signs that I made or something)
When we got to the concert, some gals around us pointed out Jerome and told Alex to show him his signs, so he did. Jerome asked where we were sitting and I told him 8th row BB, and he told Alex to make sure he held up his signs for Clay to see and that he would get that hand shake. Which Alex of course interpreted as...YOU WILL SHAKE CLAY'S HAND TONIGHT!!!!YEAH!!!
So there he sat in his seat patiently, crawling up my side every few minutes for me to hold him higher and higher for Clay to see his signs, but nothing worked. At the intermission, a few gals closer up told us to go toward to the front, and when Clay came out we were up there for a few minutes but security made us go back to our seats. :ouch
After the concert, Alex seemed stunned, he didn't quite comprehend that the concert was over, he thought Clay would still come out and see him. Grandpa and I tried to comfort him and to tell him that there were so many people that wanted to meet Clay, that not everyone would be able to. Just about that time, Jerome walked by and I asked him if there was still a chance that maybe Alex could shake Clay's hand at the busses, and he said they were "working that out"...okay...so here we go again and we dash out to the busses for one last chance and Alex was so excited that his little feet barely stayed on the ground.
So we waited and Clay came out. He started walking right toward us and then a few women rushed up and Jerome shouted "Stay back", then Clay turned and started waving along the line, and didn't shake anyone's hand. Alex wasn't even able to see him because he was juggling his signs trying to figure out which one he wanted to hold and by the time we held him up, Clay was facing the wrong direction! When Clay got in the bus to leave, Alex collapsed to the ground. He was great about it, didn't tantrum or anything but he just buried his head in his hands. Everyone on Ben Jelen's bus had been watching out the window at Alex and what was transpiring and when they saw Alex on the ground, they started knocking on the window and waving furiously to Alex. It was sooooo sweet! They were great, it made him smile and he waived back. He recognized who they were.
Of course, we are trying to turn this experience into a positive one for him, but in the long run, I think it was a mistake that we took him. He is just too young to understand how the whole "celebrity" thing works, and nothing's worth putting your child through an experience like this.
JUST IN CASE SOMEONE INTERPRETS THIS AS A SLAM ON CLAY OR JEROME, IT IS NOT!!! (I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY AS MOM)
Sep 15 04 5:55 PM
Quote: What a show, What a show, What a show!!!!!!!
By far the best out of the three I have seen. OUR MAN was sizzlin last night. Just got home and still on a Clay high.
Met up with Halloweengirl and MaryKlay around 11:30 am. HG's hubby was there also. All five of us went and had some lunch. After lunch we split up. Mom and I went to our motel for a few hours. The pre party was held at the Kipplee Party House. It was a great party. Everyone was so friendly. Saw several people from the board, just wish I could remember their names now. LOL
We drove over to the venue about 6:30 and got in to get our seats. People with cameras were told to take them back to their cars, but they let disposables in. Our seats were to the far left of the stage (as you are looking at it) in the second row. I sat in the aisle seat. Well I should say once Clay came on I stood next to the aisle seat. LOL
Faye and Brett were brought in and were seated in the first row of the elevated seats to my left. So they were sitting about 15 feet from me. Since I was on the aisle I could look to my left and have a clear view of them. Lots of people came up and asked for autographs or had their picture taken with her. I didn't want to do that, because I just wanted her to enjoy the show and not have a huge crowd surround her.
Ben Jellen was okay. It was very loud and his hair hung in his face the whole time. Was relieved when he was finished.
Clay looked awesome. Had on the blue/gray shirt with the orangish tie. Gray pants, flipflops and slight stubble. No, glasses - which I was dissapointed over, but got over extrememly quickly. LOL
Crowd was amazing, they were loud from the moment he walked out of the stairs until he went down the lift after Solitaire. Seemed extremely happy, lots of smiling and his eyes sparkled. The boom was right in front of us but it wasn't a problem since it usually was over our heads. Stopped noticing it was there after awhile.
The dancer was a riot, she was out there. Ethel from Dayton, Ohio. She is a 50 year old postal worker. She got up there and shook her thang. She was doing the bump with Angela and just shaking her booty everywhere. Clay just cracked up and the audience was practically rolling in the aisles. Afterwards he said that Evansville by far had the rest of the dancers beat. Right before the JT set Ethel was yelling to him from the audience, so they had a short banter going for a little bit. Clay said that Ethel was trying to take over the show. LOL
Singer was Shari from No. Kentucky (near Cincy.) She was very good. She got three hugs from Clay. Faye did the auditioning for singers instead of Jerome.
He did Run to Me on the catwalk and the end of our row. If I looked right straight down the row, there he was. Eyes closed thru most of the song, hands touching the microphone and stand. More a caressing instead of grabbing. Very emotional.
Someone said on the cellcert that the phone police were out. Not on our side. I never had a problem. In fact at least five times, I looked behind me and there was Jerome. Not two feet from me, my phone clearly in view. Never said a word. Of course mine doesn't take pictures, so that might of made the difference.
ISY was superb. Didn't do the laugh before the growl this time. But a lot of emotion, some micstand action. Held beginning out a long time with his arms out.
YWT just awesome. Few cheers when he first came up the lift. Then nothing, complete silence. Not one I Love You or anything throughout the entire song. That is the first concert I have been to where that has happened. Brought tears to my eyes. Huge ovation afterwards.
The absolute highlight of the night. INVISIBLE
Crowd was really into it, dancing like crazy. Everyone singing along, Loudly. During the second chorus Clay just held out the microphone and the crowd sang the whole chorus. He stood there smiling and overwhelmed by the crowd. It was so sad to see those steps opening up near the end of the show.
Huge ovation and clapping for encore. Just kept getting louder and louder.
Solitaire was excellent. Glory note just belted out. I noticed only a couple of people leaving during this song. Another huge ovation after Solitaire was over. Clay walked over to the lift and just stood there for awhile. Smiling and taking in the love. Usually he descends fairly quickly, but he seemed to stand there quite a bit longer this time.
Afterwards HG, MaryKlay and myself went out to the busses. Mom was tired so she went to the car. Kicked myself later because I didn't grab a camera from her before I ran back to the busses. HG did get a picture though.
There was quite a crowd there. There was no barricade between the crowd and buses. We were standing on a sloped grassy area the seperated the main exit road and the lot where the buses were parked. The security guy had us back up to the midway point of the grassy area. So we where about 12 feet or so from the driveway. Everyone was orderly and stayed in the same spot. Jacob came out and ran down the entire line of people with his hand out, giving high fives along the way. He then went back to his bus. Did see Savon, he came out and hugged a couple of people. He is from St. Louis so they must of been family or friends of his.
We waited about a half hour or so. The back-up singers bus was the closest to where I was with Clay's bus to the left and front of that. We saw Raleigh being brought out, also Nick's dog. Jerome was walking back and forth. After a bit you could see Jerome, Clay and the other bodyguard walking towards the bus. He had a fedora on. Then after about a minute out from behind the singers bus, here comes Jerome, Clay and the other guy. No one else, no other security. Also he didn't have the hat on then. They walked to the end of the bus lot and Clay then starts to walk down the line in front of all the people there. He didn't come up to us but walked slowly looking at eveyone and thanking them for coming. What was amazing was the crowd, no one moved, no one rushed forward, they just stayed put and waved to him. He had on a t-shirt and pj bottoms. Don't ask me what was on them, I didn't even register we me. I was just amazed that he walked 12 feet infront of me. He looked so tiny next to Jerome and the other bodyguard (Chuck??) Also we were on a slope and he was lower than us.
If I can remember anything else later, I will type it out. Got to go and return the rental car. Nissan Altima, nice car. I WANNA KEEP IT!!
Sep 15 04 6:09 PM
Quote:I think I have recovered enough from my trip to Evansville to post a recap. But fair warning, I'm not feeling witty or profound today (when have you ever been witty or profound, you ask? Shut up!) so feel free to scroll right by and move on to the angst about DJs and Clay's security.
I'll skip the part about driving through nowheresville for three hours on the way to Evansville. I have no clue why someone thought it would be smart to have Clay do a concert in such a remote city. But I'm glad he did because it was incredible.
When we got to the venue, I called tunajune (who had very kindly sold me two single Evansville floor tickets for my MIL and mom, at a discount even!!), so we could meet up and gush over Clay before the concert. I was really excited because she had told me that she had a FOURTH ROW CENTER seat next to her that she would let me use if she couldn't find anyone to ride over from Cincinnati with her. She was a supremely nice woman in the PMs we exchanged, so I was really looking forward to meeting her. When we met outside the arena, it was like it always is when Clay internet friends meet in RL. We started talking and didn't stop until the concert started. She handed me the ticket as we were walking in the venue, and believe it or not, I was surprised. I had completely forgotten about it! My hands started shaking when I held it because I was so excited.
We were just the slightest bit disappointed with our seats because they had pushed the entire center section back five rows to make room for the catwalk. So instead of being right next to the catwalk, we were four rows back. I think our mild disappointment lasted until the first time Clay walked out to the end of the catwalk and stood right in front of us. Then I felt bad for being even a little disappointed in such a great seat!
Seat nazis were in full force last night. There were two big empty areas beside the catwalk where seats usually are. Venue security would not let anyone in the area. Not even the people whose seats were beside the catwalk. Only the people in the front row of the middle section were allowed close to the catwalk. It was really stupid and it made the front section kind of boring because there weren't as many excited screaming fangirlies as there usually are next to the stage.
Okay, so the show started, and Clay walked out singing WTSHNN. He has really improved his performance of this song. During the first few concerts I went to, I thought this song was actually just a little bit boring, especially for an opener. Not anymore. He's intensified it and added some sexy touches that make it much more entertaining. Of course, it might have just been the new greenish shirt with the striped pants that entertained me. I noticed that the way the shirt fits around his thin hips really accentuates them. Plus, when he strikes those slightly arrogant poses, he has a tendency to, thr. . um, tilt his hips forward. Yeah, I was entertained (tm Randy).
He picked on someone in the fourth row who was using binoculars. He asked what he was trying to see, then he proceeded to raise his nose up in the air so she could get a good look at his nose hairs. He asked her "what do you see up there?" It was a very 12 year old thing to do. Of course I thought it was hilarious.
Before the dance contest, he asked who had bet her friend $100 that she could get on stage (She must have told Jerome because she didn't have a sign or anything). The girl started jumping and waving, so Clay came over and asked her where her friend was. Her friend was on her cell phone, so Clay asked her to pass the phone up. I was right in front of her, so she handed me the phone and I passed it on up. Clay looked at MEEEEEEE while I was passing the phone up! When the phone got to him, he answered and said "Marsha, are you there" a couple of times. Once Marsha recovered her senses enough to confirm that she was, in fact, there, he said "You just won $100." Now I totally saw this one coming from a mile away, but I don't think the girl who made the bet did. She looked pretty disappointed (I turned around to see her reaction). But Clay said that he would send her something signed, and she seemed okay with it. I have to say that I thought his comment was hilarious, but I'm sure some will be a little upset that he disappointed a fan like that.
The dancer who won was absolutely hysterical. If you get the opportunity to download a clip of the dancer, I highly recommend that you do it. Clay said she was the best one of the whole tour. She was very very funny.
Clay, Quiana, and Angela then had a very unfunny, boring talk about Bath and Body works cancelling Q and A's favorite scents (or in Clay's case, he kept calling them flavors). This, of course was brought up and dragged on by Q and A. Girls, you need to shut up and leave the banter to the professional.
Run to Me was performed at the very end of the catwalk. He was very intense during this song. At one point, he was squeezing the fingers of his left hand with his right hand. He was pulling his fingers out at the same time. I can't really explain it very well, so you're going to have to download the clip (assuming one becomes available) to really understand. It was very very intense, and I kept watching his hands to see when his left hand was going to pop out of the grasp of his right hand. Finally it did, and I could feel the tension relief in my own body. I had been tensing up right along with him. Weird. But awesome. tunajune and I had to lean on each other by the end of the song.
During STO, my mom saw something happen that I totally missed. She said that Clay sang the "You're the one I want to talk to in bed" line to Jacob, and then laughed at him. Hee, I wish I would have caught that.
COF was awesome. It's totally unfair that a guy with a voice like an angel can growl like that. I really need some more songs like this from Clay. NEED. I've got Clay's part of Huston's COF on constant loop in my car.
YWT was stunning and gorgeous as usual. The song is always incredibly moving to me.
Solitaire was unbelievably beautiful, and he was really into the song. I do think he is tapping into his own emotions on many of these songs. When people first started saying this, I didn't really believe it, but I'm a believer now. I thought he was really feeling RTM, ISY, YWT, and Solitaire in particular.
I got home at 2:30 in the morning, and I'm still recovering. But it was worth every minute. I'm so glad I got to sneak in one extra concert.
Is October too early to start a Christmast tour? I don't know if I can wait until November, or, even, heaven forbid, DECEMBER to see him again!
Sep 15 04 6:22 PM
Quote:Well...guess who went to Evansville. Hee. I never had any intention of going to this concert. In fact, when the date was announced and MsMarmalade asked me if I was going I said, oh, no, it's much too far away.
Then Clay touched my mother's hand in Dayton and she's never been the same. She wanted to go to Evansville. Never mind that it's four hours away and we would have to come back in the same night. She wanted to go. So I said I'd go. Then we had a problem with finding someone to watch my son that afternoon before my husband got off work. (How embarrassing is it when your husband has used up all his vacation time taking you to see Clay?) Then we decided to go to Raleigh, and not go to Evansville. It was too late to sell the tickets so we figured we'd eat 'em. Well, lo and behold yesterday my husband managed to get a few hours off work in the afternoon so that we could go. Mom and I threw a change of clothes in the car, the atlas and some hastily printed directions and off we went!
It is a...long...way...to Evansville, IN from here. After a lovely fast food drive-through dinner in East B*tth*le, IN, one wrong turn and a quick stop at the Flying J to change clothes, we arrived at the venue about a song and a half before Ben Jelen was done, so I can't offer any comments on him. I would have to say, though, if you don't mind missing the opening act (by principal I like to see them, usually), this is the way to go. No traffic going into the venue, no lines to get in, no line for the bathroom, no line at the concession or the merchandise stand. It was great. (Nice little venue, by the way, and water was only $1.75 which I thought was quite cheap compared to most places).
Our seats were in the 6th row on the left side of the floor and Mrs. Parker and Brett were seated in the front row of the side section just to our left. Mrs. Parker got a steady stream of autograph seekers, gift-givers, etc. I don't particularly understand this phenomena myself but she was very patient. Very nice outfit - khaki cargo-ish capri pants, black shirt, black poncho and very nice strappy black shoes. Brett looked so much older than he did in the news clip from his high school graduation. I guess boot camp will do that for a young man. *g*
I have never seen so many signs as I did at this venue, I don't think even at the AI2 tour. I can't help thinking every time the audience is shown on the Jumbotron during the WYSYLM segment that it looks eerily like Let's Make A Deal. *g* The dancer was hysterical. I think her name was Ethel. She was bustin' a move all over the place.
Major, major camera nazis. Sigh. I've ranted enough about my dislike of the camera policy on this tour. It makes me sad that out of 8 shows I hardly have any nice pictures to remember them by. I would have much less problem with it if it were even remotely consistent. We were asked on the way into the venue if we had cameras in our bags and technically we didn't lie since they were secured to other parts of our person and they didn't even look in our bags. *g* Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know this should have been a sign that cameras would not be allowed but there were no signs on the doors pertaining specifically to what kinds were acceptable, and how many concerts have I been to now where the policy outside varied dramatically with the policy inside, so I like to take mine in each time even if I can't use it.
Oh, the camera nazis. Yes. Sigh again. I understand their zest for enforcing the unspoken No Digital Cameras policy, but is it really necessary to climb over people through the aisles and nudge the person in seat 12 and so on down the line to let the person in seat 5 know they have to put away their camera, etc? It was really getting annoying and interrupting my watching the concert. If you don't want digital cameras used, announce it before the show so people know what is going on. Several people around me that were nabbed by the camera police had no idea they weren't allowed to use them and couldn't hear what was being said. I just love being in the middle of a shouted conversation between security and the person 3 seats down while I'm trying to watch Clay. When enforcing the unspoken camera policy becomes so distracting that I can't watch the show, yes, it is extremely irritating.
And I wanted to watch the show! Because Our Boyfriend is beeee-uuuu-ti-fuuuuuul.
Oh my. He's so very astonishly handsome and seems to be getting more so. Stubble and eyelashes and lips and cheekbones. Oh my. (By the way, his hair was really highlighted. Very prominent blonde highlights).
Did I mention that Clay said "calamitous?" I love a man with big...words.
Fashion: Teal blue shirt with pocket. I am a tad confused about these shirts. It doesn't appear to be the same teal one he was wearing earlier because I don't think it had a pocket, but in the Houston videos it looks much lighter in color. Anyway, teal blue shirt, orange/yellow tie, gray pants and flip flops! I got to see the flip flops. Now I am just holding out for that black shirt that he wore early in the tour so I'll have seen every piece of wardrobe he has worn on this tour. Second half: Blue batik print shirt, grey pants, those hideous white shoes. Blue shirt, plaid jacket, brown pants and again those hideous white shoes. (I love the plaid jacket and don't think it looks Car Salesman at all, especially the lovely topaz lining, but the brown pants with the white shoes that are hideous is just a little too grandpa-ish for me).
Did I mention there was stubble and eyelashes and lips and cheekbones? Oh my.
I saw him do something I've never seen before during the JT set. He was holding the mic with both hands and kind of rolling it between his palms. I don't think I've seen that before.
I don't know if he was thinking about Hot Pockets or what but he sang the line in STO "the one I want to talk to in bed" looking right at Jacob, then seemed to kind of realize what he was doing, made a funny face, and he and Jacob both laughed. It was pretty funny. Quiana kind of shook her boobs at him, LOL, and his eyes got really big and he laughed again later in the song. He also touched her face with his hand while he was singing. Gah.
I enjoy Jacob. I think he's attractive and a reasonably good singer, and a good dancer, and I like watching him. I'm not a fan of that type of saxaphone anyway so I just kind of tune that out. *g*
I don't have a lot to say about the actual concert except that Chain of Fools was worth the price of the tickets, the eight-hour round-trip drive and not getting home till 4:15 a.m.
Mother. of. God. How I pray there is clack of this because it was to die for. Quianna and Angela each got the @#%$ of a lifetime. He eyef***d, he prowled, he growled, he danced. He danced. IIRC, he kind of moved himself behind Angela and danced. He also did this thing, and if I recall it correctly through the haze of my lust, it was after the "my father said come on home" line where at the end of the line he made this sound like heavy breathing and moved his pelvis in time. I really, really hope there is clack of this and that it wasn't simply a figment of my sleep-deprived imagination. It was scorchingly hot. I had to take a moment. Or eleven.
I can't remember if it was after that song or STO - I think it was COF - Clay said something to Angela about "What were you doin' to me? I messed that song all up." I didn't notice. Hee.
I think after Fort Wayne and Dayton I have done the bus thing enough for this tour, maybe forever, but mom had only been in Dayton and wanted to go so I went, thinking maybe I could take a picture or two of Clay. There was no barrier at all, just what looked like several hundred people standing in a line across a small hill across from the buses. I figured there was no way Jerome would let Clay up there.
Jacob and Danny and S'von came over and talked to some fans and signed autographs, etc. I think I have a little crush on S'von.
I really don't think these local venue security guys are prepared for this kind of frenzy. I remember the guys in Dayton, who were really verging on extremely rude, saying over and over that no one EVER comes outside to greet fans, etc. It was pretty funny last night - the local man was telling the line of people to move back, back, back to the side of the road. About 1/4 listened and 3/4 never budged, then the 1/4 that had moved came right back immediately to where they had been standing. The guy looked a little taken aback and a gentleman from Clay's entourage (he appeared to be doing what Chuck usually does but I didn't recognize him) made a little motion to the local guy as if to affirm everyone could stay and that's why I figured Clay would at at least come out and wave or something.
Which he did, in a grey t-shirt and grey jammie pants. I couldn't read the t-shirt. I think he had that bucket hat with the kicky bit of Burberry on when he walked to the bus. He was walking kind of slow and looked really tired. He put his bag on the bus and took his hat off, and then Jerome and the gentleman I mentioned brought him to the edge of the driveway kind of thingie where the buses were parked and he walked along that and waved.
As he came along, a few people, my mom included, took a few steps forward to take a picture without anyone standing in front of her. She was still a good 30 or more feet away from Clay, so I'd like to take this opportunity to inform the several fans screaming like fishwives at anyone who moved a foot closer to Clay that we're all grown-ups and they can take care of themselves and everyone else will too. Seriously, the banshees screaming "Don't move! Don't rush him! Don't move!" in my ear when no one was doing anything remotely close to it - can shove it. (TM Mrs. Kerry). After he got on the bus a lot of people moved to the very edge of the grass and after a minute Clay sat down in the front seat and waved as the bus pulled away. Very sweet.
Did I mention that he is profoundly, astonishingly beautiful?
All in all it was totally worth it to drive 500 miles in the space of about 12 hours, etc. The little snot has some kind of hold over me, that's for sure. I was watching him sing Solitaire and thinking about how very badly I wanted to be in Raleigh to see that last show. The profoundly beautiful little snot.
So- given that we are considered unusually supportive, wacky, crazy, however you wish to describe us, might it be possible that the groping and touching and stalking be a bit above the norm as well?
I have no statistics to measure by, but this has been my lasting impression.
My theory is that AI as an entity fosters the notion that we are somehow directly linked to our idol more so than with other fandoms. Through voting and purchasing, we almost feel more like stockholders at times than fans.
I think there is something to this theory. Of course all pop stars, all celebrities, have fans, but there has always seemed a unique zealotry involved with this particular group of people.
Sep 15 04 7:34 PM
Sep 15 04 8:27 PM
Quote:Where DO I START FIRST? Ok I know....first of all I LOVED finally meeting our members carocross, Pamlistens, (Lipbite ,Julie and Ashley from the Clayboard) and of course our own Mz Hey_Butterfly..I am still shaking from the sheer joy of it all. Please blame my head and not my heart if I failed to mention you by name.
The concert was awesome. The crowd was loud and proud of OMC.
After an almost 5hr trip alone from Dayton, I made it to Evansville. OK enough of that. I did not have a ticket..I bought a ticket around 4pm and around 5 the box office had some upgrade tickets...OMG!!! I got FRONT ROW CENTER!!! (I am STILL thanking God for this!!!)
Time to dance ...I was dancing and holding up my sign that said...I won a dance contest 30yrs ago, I still have some groove left in me.(I really did win 30yrs ago!)
Clay looks at my sign and he states "you can't be holding up no sign while dancing" I threw down that sign soooo fast and I really started to rump shake then. Next thing I know my right hand is being grabbed my NICK!!!! It seemed to me as if I just floated up to the stage while still holding Nick's hand.
Once I got on stage I had to wait until it was time for me to go and join "The Group". I just started dancing right there ...I tell you I just could not contain myself. Nick laughs and said to me "You better save some of that energy for when you go on".
When it was my time to go on.... all I could think about was "Ethel this is your ONE AND ONLY CHANCE to be this close to Clay sooooo go for it" I threw my head back and I made a GRAND ENTRANCE!
Once I got over to the group the music just got into my soul along with the fact that I was ON STAGE WITH CLAY, QUIANA,ANGELA AND JACOB!!! I just did what came naturally to me! I SHOOK MY RUMP LIKE IT WAS NOOOOOO TOMORROW!! I do remember turning to Jacob and telling him "Hey Jacob come on and do the bump with me... He did that OLD SCHOOL Dance (The Bump) with me for a few seconds then I kind of remember him stopping because he was laughing so hard at me. I then remember that I gave Angela and Quiana high fives...They too were in fits of laughter.
Clay!!!! well lets just say that he was laughing soooo hard at me! I kind of recall that I did not stand up straight when he put the lei around my neck...I kind did a dance move sort of like Clay and Angela's COF move when they go down to the floor...
Once Clay put the lei on me..I strutted around the stage a bit to show it off to the audience!
Clay then tells the audience something to the effect that the show was now over! I turned to Clay and said in a loud voice NOOOOO it ain't! I the got my buttt off of that stage!
Clay as well as Angela, Quiana and Jacob were just besides themselves!
Clay then informs the audience that I was the BEST DANCER out of everyone so far!!! OMG!!! I was just through the ROOF, SKY AND THE CLOUDS!!!
The rest of the concert was awesome....Clay sang in his flip flops...just toooo cute
Oh and one more thing before the JT set I just could not stop bouncing up and down near the stage and Clay looks at me and says "Ethel did you have some Prozac for breakfast? I shouted back to him NO, I HAD SOME CLAY!!! He then says "I hope they pointing to the audience did not hear you"! He was giggling when he said this! Hindsight I should have to him I had Cinimon toast crunch... Oh well!
Ok everyone....I hope that I made the RCA Board proud of me for "Bringing It to Clay"! LOL
One more One more....at the busses Clay pointed to me and said "try not to break anything"!
After a night like THAT what's a girl to do now! Oh well...I guess I will just pick my life up and go on!
Hmmmmmm maybe I could open up a dance studio that specializes in rump shaking for Clay Aiken......LOL
OHHHH....I forgot to tells you all about hugging Clay!!!! OMG! I DING-DANG SURE DO REMEMNER THIS! I tell you all what ...That Clay...OHHHHHHH he knooooows how to give a girl a hug!!!! THUD, THUDDDDDD and More THUDDDD! It seems as if NO ONE ELSE WAS IN THE ROOM when I was in HIS ARMS! ( Ethel in now screaming at the top of her lungs...her cat has just ran the heck outta the room)
Clay smells like...... HEAVEN! ok, ok you all have just gotta bear with me right now because I still have AHEMMMM "HIS SCENT ON MY PERSON"
He really does smell like he just got out of the shower...very clean!
(Now Ethel is running around the room screaming!)
The answer is yes I did wisper in Clay's ear...hey I was all wrapped up in her arms heck yeah I took my shot....I was born at night but not LAST NIGHT..( wait a minute yes the heck I was born last night... I was CLAY-BORN) OK, I will knock this off...what I wispered to him in his ear was " Thank you Clay for being you!
And this my friends is what happened LAST NIGHT!!!
(Now Ethel has climbed up on the roof of her house and she is screaming Clay's name for all to hear) LOL
Sep 16 04 10:09 AM
Second-hand Evansville recap...
Whew, I've never done one of these and I'm strangely nervous, especially since I'm recapping someone *else's* concert experience! Early this summer, my mom and her best friend (hereafter known as Mom and BFriend) were planning a trip to Madison, IN sometime in Sept. so BFriend could show Mom where she planned to retire in fifteen years. Then the Evansville date was announced and the little hamster running on a wheel in my head started running faster!
A little background on the two subjects...Mom likes Clay. Thinks he's cute as a bug and grins throughout his performances on TV. She was still nursing on the evening shift during AI, so on Tues. and Wed. after work, she'd watch the tape I'd made of that evening's show, at least Clay's part. She'd probably never seek him out on her own, but if I provide the Clack, she's happy to partake. She's 59 years old and apart from a couple of Southern Gospel concerts, she's never been to a concert in her whole life and probably couldn't name a current popular singer if she had to. BFriend was Clayverted by yours truly. All it took was a couple of viewings of AI Clack, namely the first BOTW performance. I bought her a Clingle and a MoaM and she really enjoyed them. She *has* been to several concerts...mostly country, but some other artists, too, and she likes a diverse selection of music. She said some time ago, that if he ever gave a concert close by and she didn't have to work, she wanted to go.
So, I suggested that if I bought them the tickets, Evansville wasn't too far from Madison, and that would be something fun for them to do on their trip, plus it would be a way for me to live vicariously through them, since my health prevents me from going. Sounded great to them, so I got my buddy xfileluv to help me with TM and dingdangit if I didn't get section AA, ninth row seats! A-woo-hoo!
When they got home last night, I tried to play it cool...didn't jump on them immediately asking how they liked it. I really wanted them to be the first to say anything, because if they hadn't enjoyed the concert, I didn't want them to feel like they had to pretend they did for my sake. My mom tends to be a negative person -- even if she had a good time somewhere, nine times out of ten, the first thing she says about it will be something negative...then she'll address the positive.
Practically the first thing out of BFriend's mouth was, "It was *wonderful!* HE was wonderful!" Then Mom started babbling away -- I don't even know what she was saying! -- but it was all positive. I was a little stunned, truthfully, and asked, "You had a good time?" Mom -- "We had the BEST time!" Eeeeeeeeeee!
I won't go through what they thought about individual songs because though I tried to pin them down on what they liked best, neither of them could say anything but "Everything! I liked it all!" BFriend kept going on and on about how versatile Boyfriend is, that he can sing anything, and "He's an *Entertainer*!" She thought there was simply no comparison between live!Clay and album!Clay, and said, "That will NOT be my last concert." *g* I'm supposed to keep an eye out for concerts within six hours driving distance.
They thought he was adorable. There was considerable talk about his PANTS...Mom thought they looked so soft. Guh.
Both of them loved the audience participation parts -- ate that up with a spoon. Especially Ethel! After the concert, out by the buses, they ran into Ethel and my completely non-fangirly until now mother went up to her and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Can I touch you since you hugged him?" LOL! (You'd probably need to know my mother to know it was said in a non-creepy, teasing way. *g*) I asked Mom if Ethel said anything about Clay and she said Ethel said that she "wanted to take that boy home with her so she could feed him all the food he's not allergic to." hee! Mom said Ethel wiggled all over the stage and all the way off of it, too. ; )
And about those buses...my mouth dropped open when they casually mentioned being back there. I said, "Y'all did the buses, too?!" BFriend: "We did it all!" I had told them about what time Clay would take the stage so they didn't have to suffer through Ben Jelen, but I'll be darned if they weren't there for his whole set, too. Really, my mind is slightly boggled.
A few final things they observed --
-- I must have trained her right...Mom recognized Faye Parker before Clay's set ever started. They made sure to observe what she was wearing so they could tell me. I didn't have the heart to tell them I already knew. *g*
-- Said the security they had any contact with was very nice and friendly, that they were good about taking pictures for people. (Pictures of groups of people, I guess, not Clay.)
-- Saw quite a bit of Jerome. Mom said that toward the end of the concert, he came to their row and talked with a man, the man handed something to his wife and then left with Jerome. Don't know if that was the guy we heard about who was given the choice of giving up his memory card or leaving.
-- One of the first things Mom said was that they fit right in with the rest of the audience...I think that surprised her. She was expecting a lot more young people, and though she saw plenty of them, she thought there were many more 40 years old and up. Though there was a good number of men in the audience, too.
-- Oh, she also wanted me to tell "my people" that she had her great big binoculars, whereas everyone else's were small. *g*
-- Before they left, I'd told them not to get me a t-shirt or anything...I wanted one (one in particular) but I'm trying to save my money to help Mom buy some new furniture and I didn't want her to buy it for me for the same reason. They got home and Mom said, "I know you said not to buy you a shirt, but I did anyway." And BFriend bought me a program! Aww! Not only that, it was the shirt I wanted -- the Invisible one with Clay and Raleigh on the back.
They took pictures at the concert, but only with a disposable camera. If any turn out, I'll post 'em.
If you read this long missive, give yourself a cookie!
Sep 16 04 10:14 AM
Quote: Hey, just thought I'd bring here my "phone review" from another thread of friends.
Steph's last concert was tonight, and we had put our heads together for this one. She had 8th row center, and with a catwalk, we were pretty excited. We know that Clay has been a betting man this tour, so we decided to put together a sign for her to hold up, that said, "Clay, my friend bet me $100 that you would not bring me on stage". I figured if he saw it, he couldn't resist reading it, and a bet! We thought maybe he would bring her up as the dancer, but either way just thought the bet would be fun.
When she got there, she was a bit bummed as 1st row started at the cat walk!!! But being in the center, he did read the sign. She had me on the phone and said, "He is reading the sign!!!" and then put the phone down. Next thing I knew, I think she said he wanted to talk to me, and she passed the phone through the people up to him. I think he might have said it was him, but I'm not sure. He asked my name, and he asked hers. I was saying to him, "There is no way you will bring her up on stage" trying to be snarky.
Well, I was out-snarked by the snarkiest of all! He said to me, "Marcia, you have just won $100". Is he not too funny?
Wow, his voice sounded GOOD on the phone. I'll never forget it. I hope there's a MP3, because my mind is FOG already! But it was sure fun!
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