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Quote:Friday, September 3, 2004
'Idol' Star Clay Aiken is Still Baffled by Fame
By Leanne Potts
Journal Staff Writer
Nice guys don't always finish last. In Clay Aiken's case, the nice guy finished second and still ended up on top.
Aiken, the elfin runner-up from season 2 of the reality show "American Idol," turned out to have as much star power as rotund winner Ruben Studdard. The former special education teacher from North Carolina has seen his debut album "Measure of a Man" go platinum, inspired a slew of worshipful Web sites dedicated to following his every move and has a legion of smitten female fans who call themselves "Claymates."
The 25-year-old also has been on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine, and he is in the middle of his third national tour. He will play at the New Mexico State Fair tonight.
Aiken called last week from Buffalo, N.Y., to chat about all things Clay. Here is an edited version of his comments.
On his being named the sexiest male singer of the year by the readers of InStyle magazine:
I don't know what's going on with people! Two years ago, people didn't even know my name. People didn't even pay attention to me. I don't get it. I really don't. It's very confusing to me. I think it's a joke half the time. I saw that thing (about being named the sexiest singer) and I thought I was being punked.
On why so many women are so crazy about him:
It's my musk, I think. Make sure you quote me on that.
On the instant celebrity that resulted from "American Idol":
It's something that takes a lot of getting used to, and I'm not quite there yet. Not long ago I would have been able to go anywhere. Now just to go to the grocery store or the bank or the gas station is quite a procedure. If I want to do something I have to get a security guy to get prepared for this and that and the other, and to get the car ready.
I'm still definitely not used to going out to dinner and having five people come up and interrupt dinner. It puts you in a tough spot, because I have to realize if it wasn't for these people asking for my autograph, I would never be here.
On keeping in touch with his "Idol" competitors:
I talk to Ruben about once a month. He's doing a gospel album right now. Kim Locke is my roommate in L.A. I talk to the others whenever I get the opportunity, so we kind of stay in touch. We're kind of a family. We worked together. We lived together. We went through the same stuff. We'll stay close forever, I'm sure.
On the waning popularity of "Idol" in its most recent season:
I'd like to think it's because the talent wasn't as good. I'm kidding. I think a lot of it is based on who the contestants are not whether they can sing or not, but who they are. Ruben and I, our finale I'm not trying to toot my own horn here but it was much more suspenseful than either of the other seasons. Season 1, it was very obvious that Kelly was going to win it. Season 3, it was obvious Fantasia was going to take it. Next season, season 4, if they can pull two people in it who are neck and neck at the finale, they'll do just as well.
On whether or not he would do "Idol" again:
Hmmmmm. I'm happy. I do love what I'm doing. I do miss being a teacher. I do miss North Carolina. I do miss having that freedom that comes with being unknown.
I kind of like to think that I'm here for a higher purpose than my own stuff. I talk to people every night who said that this song made a difference to them, or that song did something for them. If I think about it that way, it would be selfish to say I wouldn't do it again.
I have to remember who put me here, and why I'm here, and what I need to do in order to make God happy, and to make the public happy. I have to realize there's probably more good coming out of me signing 10 autographs at dinner than I know.
With Ben Jelen
WHEN: 8 tonight
WHERE: Tingley Coliseum, Expo New Mexico
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Sep 5 04 4:24 PM
Quote:All we can say is WOW!!!!! Just got home. Its 1:15 a.m. We're on such a Clay high right now. Clay was A M A Z I N G !!!!!!! Everyone was a little sad after the show because we wanted more! I hope theres video because we couldn't see Clay's head on a couple of songs. The darn camera was in the way. but we took pictures anyway. So what if we couldn't see his head. We'll just have to enjoy the bottom half! :banana Anyway, we met the 16 year old girl that got a kiss from Clay! She was still a bit shakin up. I asked her how he smelled and she could hardly talk. She said, " I don't know, just so good, I can't explain it!" We were so happy for her! Oh and Jade counted his toes and we're happy to say, " he only has Five y'all!" We passed by the lady from the Jimmy Kimmel show. The lady who talked first. The one who said, "we're Clay's fans what ever you want to call us. We didn't say hi but if your reading this....hello! We thought it was cute when ever Clay pulled his shirt down from his back side. We love the way he says, "little." He says the t's in stead of saying it with the d's. I'm so tired, probably not making any sense. Everyone was excellent! Thank yu Clay for a wonderful night! Love to all
Sep 5 04 4:26 PM
Quote: JUST GOT BACK HOME FROM THE CONCERT LAST NIGHT.
FIRST OF ALL, WENT TO THE PREPARTY AND WOULD LIKE TO THANK ALL OF YOU THAT PUT THE WHOLE PARTY TOGETHER IT WAS VERY NICE. MET A LOT OF NICE CLAYLADYS, AND TO ALL OF YOU I MET AND TALK TO :wave . CLAY HAS THE NICEST FANS AND IT REALLY MAKES THE WHOLE EXPERIENCE MORE SPECIAL AND FUN.
THIS WAS MY 2ND NOT CONCERT(1ST IN SD) AND LET ME START BY SAYING CLAY WAS FABULOUS EVEN BETTER THAN THE FIRST TIME.
THERE WAS A VERY SMALL CROWD, PROBABLY ABOUT HALF FULL, I'M GUESSING 2-3OOO. THERE WERE MANY YOUNG 2O'S GIRLS I SAW AND OF COURSE THE VERY YOUNG AND OLDER CROWD. NICE MIXTURE.
CLAY WAS WEARING HIS GLASSES AND ALSO WORE FLIP FLOPS. HE IS SO FUNNY, HE HAS HIS OWN STYLE, ANOTHER THING I LOVE ABOUT HIM.
WE SAT NEXT TO A 20'S COUPLE WHO WERE THERE TO SEE CLAY FOR THE FIRST TIME. THEY WERE AMAZED AT HOW MUCH EVERYONE AROUND THEM KNEW ABOUT WHAT TO EXPECT I TOLD THEM HOW MANY OF US TRAVEL TO SEE CLAY, THEY WERE SO IMPRESSED TO HEAR THAT. SOME GIRLS BEHIND US FOUND OUT FROM SECURITY WE WOULD BE HAVING THE SHORT SET. AT FIRST, I WAS DISAPPOINTED BUT AFTER THE SHOW IT DID NOT FEEL LIKE A SHORTENED SET.
BEN WAS GOOD, HE'S VERY TALENTED AND CUTE BUT NOT QUITE READY TO HOLD A CROWDS ATTENTION. I GOT BORED AFTER 2 SONGS. (NO OFFENSE TO HIM I'M SURE SOMEDAY WITH HIS TALENT HE COULD BE GREAT)
NEXT CLAY, WHAT CAN I SAY.. THE GUY IS PHENOMENAL. HIS VOICE IS INCREDIBLE, I DON'T THINK IN ALL THE CONCERTS I'VE BEEN TO, AND I'VE BEEN TO MANY, HAS ANYONES VOICE TOUCHED ME SO.
CLAY WAS VERY CHATTY, WHICH SEEMS TO BE THE NORM NOW WITH HIS CONCERTS.:ya HE TURNED UP THE LIGHTS TWICE TO READ THE SIGNS, HE SPOKE TO A GIRL WHO HAD A SIGN THAT SAID SOMETHING LIKE "CLAY GIVE ME MY FIRST KISS". CLAY ASKED HER HOW OLD SHE WAS SHE SAID 16 AND CLAY THEN TOLD HER SHE WOULD HAVE TO WAIT A COUPLE OF YEARS,:laugh BUT ALSO TOLD HER IF SHE DID WELL WITH THE DANCE SHE MIGHT GET UP THERE(MORE ON THAT IN A BIT). HE SPOKE TO A LEAST 4 PEOPLE WITH SIGNS, BUT THE ABOVE WAS THE CUTIEST. AND YES, HE TOLD THE PASSPORT STORY, AND MADE SEVERAL COMMENTS THROUGHOUT THE CONCERT EVEN GAVE QUIANA A HUG BECAUSE HE WAS MAKING FUN OF HER, TOO CUTE.
THE DANCER WAS I'M GUESSING MID TEENS FROM NM. SHE WAS CUTE, CLAY GOT A KICK OUT OF HER DOING HER OWN THING UP THERE AND THE SINGER FROM NY WAS PRETTY GOOD, CLAY SEEMED IMPRESSED.
HE HAS THIS NEW MOVE DURING WTSHNN I HAVE HEARD ABOUT WHERE HE SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS VERY PROVOCATIVELY AND HAS THAT SEXY LOOK HE CAN GIVE, AND IT IS VERY HOT, I HOPE THERE IS SOME CLACK ON THAT. HE ALSO HAS SOME SEXY MOVES WHEN HE WALKS UP TO ANGELA DURING SSD(AND FORGOT OTHER SONG) BUT JUST WOW, LOVED WATCHING THAT.
THEY DID SING SSD. ALL I CAN SAY IS DURING THIS SONG YOU CAN REALLY PICK UP HOW POWERFUL CLAY'S VOICE IS COMPARED TO JACOB 'S(PROBABLY NOT FAIR TO DO) BUT MY GOODNESS, THE POWER AND THAT GLORY NOTE AT THE END BLEW ME AWAY AND THE CROWD WENT WILD.
YWT WAS INCREDIBLE HIS VOICE WAS PERFECT DURING THIS ONE AS WITH TITN AND ISY,ALTHOUGH, I WAS A BIT IRRATATED DURING ISY BECAUSE THE LIGHT IN BACK OF HIM WAS SHINING RIGHT IN MY FACE SO I HAD TO LOOK AT THE JUMBOTRON TO SEE HIM. THESE 3 GOT A LOT OF SCREAMS.
DURING INVISIBLE, HALF WAY THROUGH THE SONG, CLAY LOOKED FOR THE YOUNG GIRL WITH THE SIGN AND POINTED HER OUT AND MOTIONED FOR HER TO COME UP ON STAGE, THEN HE SANG TO HER STARTING WITH "REACH OUT", AND THEN HE GAVE HER A KISS ON THE CHEEK, THE POOR GIRL LOOKED STUNNED. I THOUGHT THAT WAS SO SWEET OF HIM TO REMEMBER HER.:lubdub
HE LEFT, BUT OF COURSE,WE KNOW HE COMES OUT FOR SOLITAIRE, HE SANG THIS WONDERFULLY (NO JUMBOTRON DURING THIS THOUGH SO I COULDN'T SEE HIS FACE CLOSEUP:scream ).
THE CROWD WAS VERY GOOD AND ENTHUSIASTIC, IT WAS NICE TO WATCH MEN WOMEN AND CHILDREN ROCKING OUT TO CLAY. THE COUPLE BESIDE US TOLD ME THEY THOUGHT HE WAS GREAT ,THE GIRL HAD TEARS IN HER EYES AND SAID"HIS VOICE IS JUST BEAUTIFUL". I HEARD SEVERAL PEOPLE SAY HE'S SO HUMBLE NOT LIKE OTHER MUSICIANS.
I CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE SO MUCH, SORRY. I TRIED TO ONLY HIT ON THE HIGHLIGHTS IF YOU CAN BELIEVE THAT!!
I AM PROUD OF ALL US CLAYLADYS AND DAWGS WHO GET CLAY. WE ARE A SMART BUNCH. HE GIVES SO MUCH OF HIMSELF AND IS AN UNBELIVEABLE TALENT. THANK YOU CLAY FOR BEING WHO YOU ARE AND MAKING ME FEEL SO MUCH JOY.:kiss
Sep 5 04 4:27 PM
Quote: This was my FIRST "Solo - Not a Tour" - Concert. I had been to two Independent concerts in California. I live in Northern Arizona but had never been to Albuquerque. I now know how to Spell it!:thumbup
The gals I met at the Country Inn and at the Bucca di Bippo pre-party were warm, informative and enthusiastic. I learned more about the Colorado Concert from the night before our New Mexico concert from some of them.:wiggle
Went with a friend who was not an Enthusiastic Clay fan but she still liked him and looked forward to our N.M adventure. :smack She really enjoyed all the Claymates and Clay fans, as did I. :grouphug
We went to the State Fair earlier in the Day with three other gals and checked out the grounds and the venue (Tingley Coliseum).
After touring the Fairgrounds we returned to the Hotel to freshen up before the 4 o'clock Pre-party at Bucca di Bippo. Traffic to the restaurant was more congested than the traffic around the Venue. But what a Great meal and a warm welcome from Albuquerque Clay pals.
We opted to take the shuttle to the Concert (WISE decision) and while waiting for the shuttle bus we met even MORE great Clay fans. Every part of this Albuquerque was FUN :7up
The Concert, as reported, was Wonderful. Our seats were good and the audiance was appreciative and loud. Clay left without greeting the fans by the buses because he had a previous engagement. (Rumor has it... he was going to see Brett). Clay did mention that he no longer shares a home with K-lo and that Raleigh left her an unwelcome :lol gift.:walkdog
He was friendly and talkative during the concert. :dancing We love to hear Clay sing, dance, joke and especially to listen to him talk about anything he is willing to share with us. Don't you just love to see his smile? Clay was in perfect form and his voice was flawless. The shorter set wasn't short at all. We all left feeling totally fulfilled... Clay NEVER disappoints and is continuously EVOLVING... you know... Clay is MAGNANIMOUS.
Anyhow... just wanted to say how Beautiful Albuquerque is and how hospitable every New Mexican was to us. I look forward to returning there and I very much look forward to my next Clay Aiken encounter. YOWZER
Sep 5 04 4:28 PM
Quote: Now, my review! And I agree with Wanda...if you want only Clay news, this is probably not the review for you.
I have to start out by saying that I have been having a wonderful time, although yesterday was torture Kelly day since Becky insisted that I get a haircut from her guy (Roberto...restored my faith in syliststs and gave me one heck of a good do), and that I wear makeup to the concert. I tell you all this so that you know that when I sat down in my front row seat, I was looking good.
Anyway, back to the task at hand. There were over 125 people at the pre-party, and it was a great time, but I had to leave early. I was going to see my man. No, not Clay. Jerome! :grin I had some auditioning to do. Well, another girl, Erica (and you'll hear more about her later), left the party early and got to the front of the coliseum. We were told that Jerome had been out at 5:15 and had already done the auditions. We arrived at six. Erica was not satisfied, and as soon as Jerome walked out to get the people together for the meet and greet, she walked up to him and showed him her sign saying, "I came all the way from NYC to sing with Clay." Jerome laughed at the sign and said that he would be back out in a little while, and she could audition then. Well, when he came back out, he let her audition, and then I auditioned, too. I almost chickened out, but I couldn't. So, after forgetting the starting words to the second verse (thanks Erica for the prompt), I auditioned. I don't think I sounded too bad, but man, was I shaking like a leaf.
Once I had auditioned, I had an important question to ask Jerome. I wanted to know if they had received their passports to New Mexico the night before. Becky made some incredibly realistic looking passports complete with pictures, personal information, travelers tips, and an official message authorizin their entrance into the state. Dang that girl is good. Anyway, I asked him if they had gotten them, and he said, yes, two sets. One was beige, and one was blue. Ours were the blue ones. So, it was good to know that they had gotten them.
A little while later, we spotted S'Von and Jacob walking around. Well, I had to ask Jacob what he thought of the passports, so I went up and asked. Jacob asked if we had done the blue or the beige ones. When I told him blue, he pulled it out of his back pocket and opened it up to show us. Now, I had only seen the proofs, so this was really cool. He then asked where we had gotten the picture of him because it was fairly old and from the Fresno Bee. He even showed it to S'Von, and S'Von said that they were very cool. We (or should I say Becky) made ones for Clay, Jerome, Angela, Quiana, and Jacob.
I finally go into the arena and head toward my first row seat. I have never been this close before, and I was about ready to die because from what we knew, our seats would be right at the front of the catwalk. Guess what? No catwalk. There was just a straight stage greeting us. Once I got seated, I called Becky, who was still dealing with the pre-party, and I informed her that there was no catwalk. I neglected, however, to tell her what else I had found out. There would be glasses.
So, everything is going well once Becky finally gets there. We were told that cellphones couldn't be held up or they would interfere with the sound equipment (and if they don't have that problem figured out by now, I'm worried about the sound people), and we were told disposable cameras only. Yada yada.
Now, there's about 10 feet between us and the stage, but the center microphone is dead in front of us. We were so ok with no catwalk, until they moved two rows of seats that were to the side of us, in front of us. You see, when NM finally made up its mind that there would be a catwalk, they sold two rows of seats on either side of us. So, when the catwalk failed to appear (and 20 minutes before showtime, I might add), they moved those seats in front of us. So row 1, was now row 3. I can't complain though, cause I could totally see over everyone. The same might not be true for the person sitting behind me. :innocent
Now, for the concert. Yes, I've gone on long enough about the pre-concert stuff. Ben Jelen was really pretty good, and ladies, he is not bad looking either. And the way he sits on that piano bench. :faint I did not have completely innocent thoughts running through this head. And, I could have swooned when he asked everyone to vote this year. Not to mention the "vote" t-shirt he had on.
Ok, so we found out before the show that we were getting the "shorter" set, and Becky was kind of bummed that she wasn't going to get RTM, but I knew there was something that might make up for it. When I hinted that there might be glasses, she nearly thudded then and there. :laugh The lights finally went down, and Clay was on.
I don't know that I can tell you about every song, because I don't know that I remember all of it. But, like every concert, there were some highlights. When he turned the house lights up and read signs, he pointed one out asking for Clay to giver her her first kiss. The girl was 16, and he joked that she had two more years to wait. But, she wasn't disappointed when he motioned for her during Invisible, and he did give her a kiss on the cheek. She look so stunned, I don't know how she made it off the stage.
Now, remember that I had auditioned. I was under no delusions that I would make it, but hey, hope springs eternal right? Well, I wasn't picked, but I was so excited to see that it was Erica, who I had auditioned with. She looked so calm on the stage, and she sang wonderfully!! I'm so glad that she got to do it. And Erica, if you should happen to read this...I have pictures for you! :grin I'll email you.
A few other highlights:
The high note in SSD
ISY was awesome, as usual. And at one point, he raised one fist like he was challenging someone to a fist fight. That shouldn't be hot, but it is! :thud
Rosanna continues to be one of my favorite songs ever!!
Oh, and I got a sign at the end of the night. Sunflower SD had a sign with the :thud emoticon on it, on top of the thud mats, and I told her that I loved the sign, so after the concert, she gave it to me. Oliver Thudacres will be with me in Kansas, and I will definitely have to take pictures of it. Now, to just get it back to Nebraska. :laugh
Oh, and speaking of pictures. I took along my regular point and shoot with the zoom, and because of security being completely disinterested (sitting down the entire time, and ever making anymove to stop anything, at least where I was), I so could have have some awesome shots. However, my camera has decided that after one picture, it'll automatically rewind the film. But, I was smart enough to take along 3 disposable cameras, and I have those pictures developed. Becky is going to help me clean them up later, and then I'll post some of them.
So, that's about it. I know you're saying, "finally." Clay was so on last night. It seems repetitious to say, because he always gives his best, but last night the voice was clear and strong, and he was having such a good time.
There are so many things that I could say about this concert, but words seem wholly inadequate. It's probably a combination of things that will always make this concert special for me: meeting a dear friend, meeting so many new people, visiting a new city, auditioning for Jerome, having the closest seats yet, and let's not forget about those glasses, like we could. This was just a wonderful, wonderful time for me.:thud
Sep 5 04 4:32 PM
Quote:New Mexico sure was a friendly place! From the waiters at the pre-party to the hotel clerk to the shuttle driver. Everyone was super nice!
It was warm during our shopping/walking time before the concert but even hotter than heck inside the venue.
Funny thing is that a friend had a sign that read
'Is it hot in here or is it just you?'
Most of us seated on the floor level were pouring the sweat. Even Ben was wringing wet. BTW: Clay doesn't sweat!
The flashing lights across the stage/steps opened and OMC's body appeared as a solo against the stage lights. The screams were amazing! I was a little disappointed in the empty seats in the back but I think all those in attendance made up for it.
As usual, another perfect night with the arms waving in ISY and the crowd went wild. He soooo knows we love the mad Clay. lol. He did this to get the crowd going...Although we were going all night!
Most fans stood up for the whole concert, with very few fans taking a few seconds to sit, if at all.
The M&G was before the concert.
I passed along a Las Vegas (beige with brown trim) hoodie to a claymate that got it to Jerome in the M&G, so maybe he will be seen in it soon!
OMC interacted with all the fans like I have not seen him do before. He smiled one on one to people taking pictures.
The security was tight and there were a few digital cameras taken away. This was the venue, not Clay's people.
Shirt stand was selling well as usual. We can never get enough clay merchandise!
I believe the ending of the concert was a decoy to his quick escape to the bus. We RAN out of the venue and the bus had just pulled away within 4 minutes of his last bow on the stage.
What I mean by decoy is that they show him waving as his is leaving and the flashing stairs close down as he disappears....yet he continues to wave (in the same clothes) on the screen which makes it look like the cameras are watching him...so all of us are screaming and clapping, but we are only looking at a film of him. He has already made his way outside. (This is JMHO).
We knew what hotel he stayed at but did not dare cross the line of his privacy.
We loved the Clay Nation sign the fans held up briefly on the second row...made by a clay dawg. too cool!
Details...Glasses, sideburns, no stubble, flip flops, winking, and something that looked like air guitar as his skipped backwards across the stage..We loved all of it!!
OMC seemed to be well rested and he put so much energy into the show.
Jabob too!...Jacob danced his booty off.
The powerful song when OMC sang and the pictures of the cross You Were There gave me chills.
There is a message in Clay's voice...
If you don't see it in the words, you can feel it in the presence.
Ended the evening with Solitaire and the glory note was almost drowned by the screaming 'of appreciation' we have for OMC.
Sometimes he can't get through that song without a hidden smile of 'thank you'.
I believe the band danced more this concert.
Other fans reported that they were 'stiff' at the beginning of the tour, but they rocked down the Tingley Coliseum!
One hot show!
Other report are running late because fans have thudded and have not gotten back up yet.
Sep 5 04 4:34 PM
Quote:I was there in Albuquerque and am still so amped up that I can't stop myself from voicing pleasure and agreement with the superb reviews by others that tell it like it was: Perfect.
During the day after a visit to the fair, I drove around Albuquerque for hours just to experience the scenery and the people who were so hospitable and charming everywhere that I went. New Mexico has a rich cultural mix of beautiful native americans who are so fascinating to me. Their history and ancient stories honor their love for New Mexico and their cultural and spiritual traditions. Everywhere in that lovely city you can see the impact of their contributions through their exquisite arts that decorate, accent and influence the design of buildings and parks and just about everything. I saw an amazing potpourri of native art done in pictographs, woven blankets and rugs, clay pottery, silver and stone jewelry, and so much more in the Indian Arts Pavilion at the State Fair.
The folks at the Country Inn where we stayed were wonderful and seemed to enjoy our being there too. Even the loud, racuous after-party (which kept the place cookin' until 2AM or later) left the desk clerks bemused. The security guard who drove me to the airport at 4:45AM commented on how impressed he was by the range of ages of our group. He remarked on how nice everyone was. He was wondering aloud "what is it that Clay has" that creates such devotion by us. So I informed him. I won't repeat all the glowing, loving words I used, but you KNOW that one could go on forever talking about Clay! :nanertype
Special thanks to Becky (Clayluv4ever) who organized the outstanding pre-party at Bucca di Beppo where the luscious food, especially the spaghetti and meatballs and the triple cheese garlic/herb foccacia steaming hot from the kitchen was incomparable! The atmosphere and the excellent service was surpassed only by the electrifying joy, the outrageous sweet and snarky wit, and the love and happiness of the entire group of Claymates who were there sharing an immortal moment in time. I shot video of the group as I walked around so jazzed by seeing all the smiles, hearing the outrageous jokes, appreciating the art and creativity on the homemade T-shirts. :ya
We shuttled to the venue and had so much fun laughing with the cute bus driver (who was more than willing to play along)that I had tears streaming down my face. I kept teasing him until he was so flustered that he said: "I don't know what to say" when I playfully asked if he would be there to shuttle us back to where we parked our car while waggling my eyebrows in a naughty way. He commented on how much he enjoyed our group as we left the bus.
As we approached the venue I found myself awed again by the seemingly endless sky that makes New Mexico so enchanting. The sky immortalized by Georgia O'Keefe in countless of her paintings. While waiting for the concert to begin the night was made extra special by a breathtaking sunset that followed an earlier monsoonal downpour over the distant mountains. I watched dark threads of rain etched against a breathtaking pink sunset as it illuminated the sky. And on that glowing night Clay shared his magic with us. I cannot imagine a more perfect venue for Clay Aiken. His voice on this transcendent night was Perfection!!!!! :thud
I agree with others that Ben Jelen is cute, and a talented multiinstrumentalist, keyboards, guitar and electric violin. To my musically trained ear, Ben was flat on every song. Like others in the audience, I too was disappointed. As everyone in the ClayNation knows, NO ONE can compare to Clay Aiken.
Clay touched my heart deeply when he sang "Solitaire". His voice is glorious and the power of his passion is so awesome that it seemed as if I could feel his presence in my heart even where I was standing. I was stunned by his ability to project such intense feelings to us. All I could think was My God! What Power!
The 16 year old girl who got her kiss on the cheek from Clay was in the row behind me standing at the end. I saw her shivvering and crying and holding her hands to her face she was so overwhelmed. I was thrilled seeing her so thrilled by a man who has such exquisite sensibilities and love. Bless you Clay! :bow
I want to say how much I loved meeting all the Claymates. Here are just a few of the names that I recall: Emerald Eyes (we checked out each other's green eyes); Walla- you are a blast!; Cageme, Wanda, Carol, and the absolutely charming and loveable Ruby Red (from CDB); Beverley who rode with me to Bucca di Beppo. I wish I could put names to all the faces of the neatest group of women I have ever met. You gals are awesome. There was so much hilarity! It was non stop laughing at the outrageously snarky humor and wit flying around the preparty every where I found you all. I could not eat a lusted-after second helping of spaghetti because I was laughing so hard over a Waldo joke.
Those whose names I didn't get, forgive me, but I probably have you on videotape so you are immortalized on DVD. Thanks for making the event so memorable.
I want to thank two beautiful people especially: Wandacleo and her friend Carol for taking time to help me get around my
disability and into the f\Fair in a wheelchair. In my heart, their acts of kindness revealed the loving spirit that Clay Aiken inspires within us and I am humbled by their care and concern for me. :bighug :bighug
Remember the song "Addicted to Love"? I found myself singing it while I drove the car to the rental drop off afterward:
"I might as well admit it I'm addicted to Clay".
Over and over. What a concert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :thud
And to CLAY, darlin',YOU are THE MAN! Thanks for a perfect concert. I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER. CyberKAT
Sep 5 04 4:35 PM
Quote:Outside of what the others have already said, i.e., the pre-party, the concert, etc. I can add very little to their post...but never being without something to say...But do want to put my sincere THANK YOU to Becky. Girl, you should do this as a career...everything was perfect at the preparty and never saw anyone so even tempered and made us all feel special. THANK YOU again Becky...hope you enjoyed all of us as we did you.
They are right, New Mexico people have been the friendliness of any of the other venues. From taxi drivers, waiters, hotel people, fair people, they were all just great. Especially want to thank Dorothy for her "Mr. Toad's Wild Ride" to the shuttle bus and everyone in the car know what I am talking about. Never laughed so hard in all my life. Want to say Hi :wave to everyone I met. If I listed you all I would be here all day...you know who you are and I love each and every one of you.
One thing made me really sad. I went to the merchandise stand and asked for Clay's single. She said they didn't have any. I asked if they were all sold out and she said they NEVER RECEIVED ANY. What's with that?
Got to the concert and I was in row B, right side, the row they pushed over more towards the middle, which made me 4 seats over from dead center. WHoo Hoo. While waiting for the concert to start I saw one of Clay's set-up people walk by with a tee shirt that said, "What happens on the road" and on the back said "Stays on the road". What does happen on the road Clay? LOL
Ben Jelen was okay but couldn't see him because of his hair always in his face and his voice wasn't very strong. Liked the violin playing tho. Jacob was standing off to the side watching Ben's set and then Nick came out to watch for awhile too. Said hi to both and they were very sweet by waving and saying hi back.
CLAY...what can I saw about this man that hasn't already been said? PERFECTION? Yes, and more. He was sooooo happy and very talkative. All of the songs were my favorite but STO was so much fun to watch because he was all over the stage, laughing and dancing....what a guy. The only thing I didn't like was during YWT...all the screaming and yelling of "I love you Clay" was so distracting from the intent of the song. My seat was the best I have ever had and I was taking pictures like mad. NONE OF THEM TURNED OUT. EEEEEEEIIIIIIKKKK. So close to Clay and yet so far. Thankfully, I saw the pictures posted already and they were what mine would have looked like if they had turned out, so am telling my family that was how close I was.
Six of us had our own little PJ party and stayed up wayyyyyyy to late, but what fun....thanks Mila & Angel for all the goodies and the tape, you went beyond the call of duty.
Alreay have PCD (post Clay depression) and already planning on when & where my next close encounter will be.
Sep 5 04 4:46 PM
Quote: Just my two cents, as you all covered the concert so well.
CLAY FANS RULE!:
First of all..the People!! The Clay people are the nicest people on the face of this earth!! I cried when I got home because it had to come to an end! I didn't get to the preparty I was supposed to go to, but talking to as many of you in both Pueblo and New Mexico was truly unforgettable!
Hello to Walla, Clayniac2, Womanforlife, who I took pictures with in the Pueblo Holiday Inn lobby before leaving to NM! Also, hello to the two ladies in IHOP after the show along with the bored/tired of hearing about Clay man that accompanied you! You guys were great! Hello to BeeDawn and 5230fan who I talked to in the airport to fly back to Oakland..You two are the sweetest people...I'll definitely keep in touch with you two!
CONCERT TO END ALL CONCERTS:
CLAY, DEAR CLAY..MY MAN, YOU ROCKED THAT HOUSE LIKE IT HAS NEVER BEEN ROCKED BEFORE!!!! This man just exudes Charm, self-confidence, sexiness, wonderful stage presence, kindness; he just has an "aura" about him and you feel every ounce of emotion when he sings...I've never been so touched by such a performer ever and never will!
My seats were Row B and close to center, a little to right! I remember talking (before show) to the "Clay Widower" after he held up that gorgeous banner made by he, his wife (Clay's mistress!), and he was hilarious! He told me "Clay won't even acknowledge me...he is just too big of a star now"...in a funny joking way, but I assured him "you never know, you might get lucky!" and sure enough, Clay talked to him about his Clay Widower shirt.
Let me just say..when those emerald eyes met with mine while I was singing along to Measure of a Man, I turned into melted butter! He is so undescribably gorgeous!
He was so on tonite...Cool man Clay with those Feet..Toes, flipflops, glasses, looking so comfortable and cuddable..remember on Jay Leno when he wore the glasses and said he felt like he was at home?! well it was evident that night! He didn't miss a beat and was so energetic, funny, etc!
POSSIBLE CONSFICATION OF CAMERA/JAIL-TIME:
I snapped away with my camera, being told so many times by Chuck and security, but when they walked away, I would quickly continue taking pix! I'm so glad I took a chance, as I'm very happy with the pix.. I posted them on clay pix/video thread. (I will try to put up a Photobucket link for those who didn't get to take pix real soon here when I find out how)
WORTH IT ALL:
Well, this trip was so worth the time, money, travel..unforgettable moments..I would do it again in a heartbeat! We accomplished our goal and "We brought CALIFORNIA to Clay", since clay didn't come to California and I'm so happily awaiting his next tour!
CLAY BRINGS OUT THE BEST IN US:
Also, something so special I wanted to share:
I donated row 10 tix to ARC of New Mexico through the "The Way We Make a Difference", with recomendation from Barb/Sacramento (Mary Curry, New York) and I was lucky enough to actually meet this young man with Cerebral Palsy and give him a gift too...this..I just can't describe the warmth this brought to my heart! I can see how Clay just brings out the best in all of us! Another joyful/tearful moment for me and this, I will never forget!
LEGEND THAT IS CLAY AIKEN:
There will never be another Clay Aiken....He sends such a positive message...this world needs more Clays...and his fans are already a huge part of this world!
Thanks and God Bless to all of you...until the next time we gather to see the wonderful Clay!
Sep 5 04 5:18 PM
I love the Clackhouse. I love the Clackhouse parties. And I especially love my Clackhouse concert buddies.
* Waves to them all *
I love ncgurrl, who took me in, gave me a room at her daughterâs house, and made a party for us all. By the way, you Texas concert goers, DO NOT BE DECEIVED by her friend Marionâs placid exterior. Inside she is a wild party animal. The two of them together are probably burning a mile-wide track through Texas as I type.
The concert was really fun. My seat was next to the always adorable Permaswooned (smoochies and thank youâs to lala52 for the terrific seats], and we had a great time. Watching Clayâs face through her binoculars while he sang YWT was almost painful.
Glasses!Clay is really studious and approachable and cute, but Glasses!Clay wth the plaid jacket is transformed to Teacher!Clay....that incarnation is just plain hawt.
I just have to disagree. Glasses!Clay! is hot, hot, hot. You should have heard the voices around me when he first came on stage: Glasses! Swoon! Thud! The plaid jacket, however, is even worse live than on film. I collapsed against Permaswooned in helpless giggles when I first saw that number. Step away from the plaids, Clayton.
nova further wrote:
There was one move at the end of SSD that undoubtably looked a lot more intimate than it was, but Clay leaned in towards Angela on the last note and it was like his head dipped down and his nose ran featherlight up along the curve of her neck and cheek.
Now see, I missed this entirely. Thatâs what happens when you watch the concert through a viewfinder.
Signs: My favorite said: Angela, step away from Clay and no one will get hurt.
[famewhoring] I had made up a sign for Danny in Hebrew. Since my Hebrew is minimal, I called Mama Artquest to see if she knew how to say, âDanny Rocksâ in Hebrew. No such luck. She put me in touch with one of her teachers. I tried to explain what I wanted and then had to track down a Hebrew font and so on and so on, hoping I would get the dots in the right place and the right letters where they belonged. Clay saw the sign, pointed it out to Danny (who seemed genuinely pleased) and had him translate the Hebrew. Happily, it said âDanny is a rock star,â and not "Danny is a rock." Or worse.[/fw]
The 16 year old girl who wanted her first kiss from Clay was too cute for words. When he motioned for her to come up on stage during Invisible, she was obviously stunned. She stood on the edge of stage with her hands to her mouth, barely breathing, and watching him sing. Then he stalked down the stage to her, took her hand, and gave her such a sweet kiss on the cheek. She staggered off stage, back to a life where the sixteen year old boys are going to have a really tough time competing.
The camera policy was non-existent. There was no search. There were no questions. There were no metal detectors. They cracked down on cell phones, but generally not cameras. Not taking any chances, I covered up the viewscreen on my digital camera with several of the CNN cards I printed up. They work really, really well. I also gave some cards to the ladies sitting next to me. Retired 5th grade teachers, they had come to the concert because they saw it advertised in the Albuquerque paper. Hadnât seen Clay since AI. Didnât know about the Christmas CD. Didnât know about the book. Didnât know about Aladdin. Didnât know about the BAF! What they did know is that they loved him on AI and were very impressed with him as a role model for young people. Itâs not just us.
Sep 5 04 5:20 PM
Quote:Albuquerque/NM State Fair Recap:
kocopelli's recap: "Gah."
toofargone's recap: "GLASSES! Sandals! BARE FEET! EEEEEEEEEE!"
I am so glad that I went to a concert! As soon as I heard the opening notes of POYB I realized we wouldn't be getting RTM, but that was just a little pang -- Clay delivers such a rich, entertaining, and amazingly talented show, that there is nothing I could consider 'lacking'. Even the little glitches just add color and amusement to the night. Like the incredibly cheap plastic chairs (I think they are afraid the livestock will get loose and eat nice ones), because there is NO WAY they shouldn't have collapsed beneath the 8-foot tall people who surrounded us. I think they were reinforced by pure thoughts and pixie dust. *g* Despite feeling like Lilliputians in the Land of Giants, we had a fantastic view from almost center-stage, five rows behind A/B. *smooches* to lala52 for the fantastic seats! For some reason they never set up the catwalk, so just dragged A/B to center. The camera police allowed people to come up the aisles to take photos but never allowed them to camp out, but I had to cut the cellcert to GBB short because Jerome and Co. really seemed to like our aisle (sorry GBB!)
Even The Giants With Signs cooperated, heeding Clay's hint about how "if you hold those up all night, the people behind you are going to take you down..." (obviously, he realized there were meerkats in the house...) and the extremely tall man in front of me actually asked if I could see. Libby, the extremely generous and adorable meerkat next to me, pushed me into her spot on the aisle so I could get the clearest view, just because it was my only concert. Meerkats rock, y'all.
Clay's silky grey pants with sandals -- an accident waiting to happen. However, it necessitated a little kick-step to clear the dangling fabric from tripping him up on his way down the stairs. It was dorky, but cute. The 'driving move'? Seriously dorky. I see why Aurorabee loves him. *g*
He is the most generous performer, there wasn't even the hint of strain and he was having a fantastic time up there on stage. It was gratifying to see the confidence and ease with which he teased and flirted, danced and joked.
Goofy!Clay and SlapHappy!Clay did not make an appearance. It seemed to me that Clay was a bit under the weather, but he turned it up a notch like the professional he is, and put on a hell of a show. The only hint was in his voice at the very beginning, a brief thought, quickly lost in the sheer talent and enjoyment radiating from the people on stage. Even had it been noticeable, Clay at 90% is so far beyond anyone else at 110%...listening to him brings a smile to my face, watching him perform brings me joy.
Glasses!Clay is really studious and approachable and cute, but Glasses!Clay wth the plaid jacket is transformed to Teacher!Clay....that incarnation is just plain hawt.
Coming from me, that says something. *g*
During YWT I had a difficult time seeing Clay's face from the 5th row, and I had a brief fear that the final fog/cosmic mist at the end was going to obscure him completely, just leaving his voice echoing from a cloud... fortunately, the billowing mist stopped a smidge on this side of disaster, so it was a fleeting distraction. He does sing the song beautifully and with a touching sincerity. I think the one word I'd use to describe this song is...honest. He asked nothing of the audience, or of anyone...or of any One ...with that song. It was a giving of himself, that simple and that complex. I respect that it troubles some people, but also can't offer anything but respect to someone so openly giving of their appreciation and heart, whether it is to the fans, to his faith, or to a person he loves.
I'll tell you what seriously ripped out my heart and carried it away, though -- TITN. I've never seen or heard him pour himself so completely into this song. That is the only time I resented anything about the staging -- I could have done without the retrospective images, because they distracted my eye on occasion, and because they prevented the screens from showing closeups of his beautiful face, and the absolute conviction with which the song was delivered. His face, his hands, his body language were just incredibly emotive and I found myself beaming, tears in my eyes.
Rosanna is another song that just had me giggling helplessly, and grinning like an absolute fool. First, his voice. kicked. ass. No matter where you looked, Clay owned the stage, just by virtue of vocal presence. His backwardskick=Chuck barry hop was graceful, smoothly choreographed with Danny, incredibly energetic and playful and a lot of fun -- and I am incredibly impressed that Clay kicked off the flipflops, first, to keep from falling on his butt. *g*
I know some folks don't like distractions, but I thought the interaction between Danny and Angela and Quiana/S'von/Jacob during this song was absolutely masterful and hysterically funny. I had no idea where to look, because Clay was playful and having a kickass time, but Angela and Danny were pantomiming mutual admiration, while Quiana rocked out and danced, and everyone just looked like they were at the best party on the planet and, hey, we somehow got invited, too.
I was a bit sad not to hear RTM, but shook it off quickly. I got to hear PD! And Solitaire! And see Clay call up a shaking 16 year old and kiss her on the cheek. Awwww.....
SSD was good, but hard to hear for some reason over the volume of the band. I just can't make out the different lines, though it is fun to watch. There wasn't a lot of contact with Angela -- though Quiana was shimmying up close and personal more than once. *g* Clay was grinning at her with...I can't describe the expression, but there is so much respect and affection and appreciation between the people on stage. I'm sure they drive each other nuts on occasion, but they've really come together on stage. There was one move at the end of SSD that undoubtably looked a lot more intimate than it was, but Clay leaned in towards Angela on the last note and it was like his head dipped down and his nose ran featherlight up along the curve of her neck and cheek. I can't describe it...lol. I don't think it was intended to be anything, but they are so comfortable together on stage, that they are tremendously fun to watch.
I'm sure that more will come to me as we drive home and we'll give you Part 2. We're going to explore Old Town and they're going to pull the plug on my laptop....
I will say that Clay shows such gains in musicality and confidence that I find myself appreciating the moment...and hungrily awaiting the next. Whoever said this is the best. book. ever. had it exactly right. How can I feel such pride in someone I don't know? I never have expectations for Clay, because he so endlessly exceeds them. Even the times I roll my eyes, I assume they are learning experiences and choices and I just love tuning in to see what happens next.
I'll go inflict my incoherence on New Mexico. *g* Oh...and they did ask us if we were US Citizens when we came into the state.....
Someone asked about Ben Jelen....er....he's very musical. I think he has a face, but really couldn't tell through all those wavy locks of hair. I CAN confirm that he has at least one, possibly brown, fairly alert eye....
I spent some idle time trying to figure the odds that he sprayed his curls into that 'you can't see me' curtain by design....either that, or he was badly frightened by a comb.
I thought that a couple of his songs were really good, but either I'm spoiled by Clay or Ben Jelen (seriously, does anyone expect me to shorten that to 'BJ'?) practically swallows the microphone (oh...bad choice of phrasing...), because I couldn't understand more than a few words in each song. Some of us started clapping with the beat on one song, but no one got on their feet....I think if he'd had any energy in his interaction with the audience, he'd have been rewarded, but ...well, here is an example: some girl yells he's hot. His response?
Um....okay. I was told that he is very shy, so am torn between patting him on the head in sympathy and thwacking him on the head and telling him 'get over it!' I hear Josh Groban had/has the same problem but is working on it -- for the Grobanites among us, were his early appearances this painful? I totally sympathize with stage fright of any kind, but it seems a bit of an impediment if you want to have a living in show business....
I don't know if this was just for Ben Jelen's set, but the venue really was oddly 'packed'. The last 3-5 rows of floor seating were empty and, while the equivalent of the first two '100 sections' beside the stage were pretty full, the front 2-3 rows of the 100 level were filled all the way to the rear of the venue. I don't know if these people sneaked in, thought the acoustics were better in BFE, or what, but I found it extremely strange. Why not sit five rows up from the floor, much, much closer to the stage? Did anyone notice the actual seating during Clay's set? I hope they report the attendance numbers, because it was really hard to guess. (Yes, I'm spatially challenged. Bite me.)
I can see that I explained the whole 'nose thing' very poorly, and figure it won't get any better now, except I want to clarify there was no apparent contact...it was more the shadow of a movement. More like he was breathing her in. Or maybe he had a crick in his neck. *g* (See how much that helped?)
I really liked Jacob's singing. I think that some of the rumors and stuff have made it a bit easy to downplay his (IMO) very real musical talent. But I got the impression that any friction has been pretty well worked out, at least on a professional level, because I also saw a very natural touch from Jacob on Clay's shoulder or back at one point as the singers crossed the stage (after SSD or JT). Not really my business, just thought I'd mention that I'm not crazy about his final experiments in F&R, but I really like Jacob's voice and harmonies. The sax, however, does nothing for me in MOAM except make me think "MOAM: The Elevator Classics."
Quiana, of course, needs a record deal so I can go buy it.
I know I've broken the rules by not catching up, but the mention of Clay's book showing on the library catalog reminded me, we're going to give you all of the info on how to order and WHERE to order Clay's book to give him the biggest buzz, in the press and in the publishing world. It DOES make a difference and there are some very specific -- and simple -- ways everyone can help. If you haven't ordered yet, I'd even go so far as to suggest you hold off until you read the article in CNN. It should be up this weekend and will definitely be reposted to CH.
Another quick question -- if there is video of the girl who got the kiss (ETA: answered, thanks!), is she on the boards, or does anyone know how to get it to her? I was going to approach her with a CNN card after her phone call but lost track of her. (This was answered, too! Fast!)
You know, there are a million things I've left out of my recap, but since you all know about the 'Aiken Lost Time' phenomenon, I don't feel quite so bad. *g* (But I did get to try funnel cake for the very first time.....)EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Hey. You wanted an eeee. *eg*
ETA: I heard there were claims that Jacob won the note contest. No way. It was Angela. Clay shook his head at his loss and said 'it must have been the shoes...'
Sep 5 04 5:22 PM
This is my very first recap because this is my very first Clay concert.
Oh, Iâm supposed to actually write something that makes sense. Nova already reported all the sensible stuff right above me so I'll just WORD her and go on.
I went into this concert a little apprehensive. I havenât been spoiled on anything. I have read a lot of opinions on the board about how this concert unfolds and what does and does not go on during the performances. Plus I have watched much Clack.
This concert was, at the same time, more than I expected and less then I expected. He totally exceeded my expectation of what a live Clay Aiken concert would be like. Even though he seemed to be a little subdued, possibility under the weather a bit, he gave 110%. There aren't enough words to explain what he does with a song or how he just seems to reach into your heart and soul and makes you sing along with his voice. It is always delightful watching or listening to any Clay performance but seeing it live brings a whole different level of enjoyment. If I never see another live concert or listen to another recording, that joy will be part of me forever.
I saw nothing on stage Friday night that detracted in any way from a talented headliner giving his audience more than their money's worth IMO.
Yes, he sings harmony during the JT medley but he is sitting center stage while doing it.
Yes, he shares the stage with a couple of members of the audience but there is no doubt who issued the invitation or his right to do so.
Yes, SSD showcased Jacob and Quiana more than it did Clay or Angela but Clay's voice with that wonderful looooooong note at the closing is what stays in the mind.
Yes, YWT is a religious song but the images don't bother me because I have no attention to give them. Clay singing this song and the emotion he is projecting commands all of my attention and there is none left over for anything else.
In my opinion there was nothing done that could in any way make him seem secondary to a single minute of the concert.
I can't list everyone I met (I'm pathetic with names) at the pre-concert party but want to say thank you to ncgurrl and lala52 for all the work that went into making the arrangements and getting the tickets.
Clay is an enigmatic miracle in my life but there is no mystery about the greatest gift he has given me. The gift of friendships found that enrich and enhance my life beyond description. Waves to the Tucson squad. When is the next road trip?
Sep 5 04 5:26 PM
Quote:OK, here's my mini-Albuquerque recap.
First off, sorry again about the cellcert quality. I had bad reception in there to begin with, and I had to keep hiding my phone in my pocket (my shirt was not low cut enough for a bracert unfortunately. What was I thinking?) The phone Nazi's were out in force. One security guard even made an announcement about no phones. I don't buy the excuse about it affecting the sound system. It certainly did not affect the sound system at all of the IT venues where Clay encouraged cellphone use. Makes me wonder if they are on to cellstream....The security guards were right in front of me, and there was an aisle right behind me with Jerome standing over my shoulder for a good portion of the time.
Anyways, I avoided getting caught in the airport getting on a flight to New Mexico because my flight was late so my boss's plane left before mine even started boarding. Whew! Met up with the lovely Clavia and headed over to the fair for a bit. We caught a bit of the New Mexico Idol contest (the winner got tickets to the concert and a trip to Vegas to audition for AI). We caught a couple of acts, good singers, but I did not detect any superstahs in the group. Then we came upon the performing dog and housecat show. A clown with cat makeup and performing kitties. Needless to say, after that I was more than ready to head over to the pre-party.
The pre-party was fun. Got to see a lot of the west-coasters who I have not seen in a while, and a few concert hos from the East (waves to Dolce). Big MUAH to Ncgurrl and crew for putting that party together. Perfect location, lots of room to walk around and meet everyone and lovely party favors! (including a New Mexico passport and a CD with clack that was new to me. I love it!)
On to the concert. Thanks to the wonderful LaLa and her group-ticket buying, most of us were in the first 5 rows. I lucked out in our ticket-lottery with a front row seat (or so I thought). The idiots at the arena added 2 rows (rows A & B) in front of Row 1 the week before the concert, supposedly to accommodate the catwalk. Curiously, when we got to our seats, there was no catwalk. And there were no seats where the catwalk should be. Um yeah, nice planning guys. So, right before Ben Jelen, the security guards (with a lot of help from the fans) moved rows A & B over so that the left side seats became the center, and my 3rd row seat now had no one in front of me (but was pretty far over to the side). We noticed that no one was sitting in what was now the 2nd row center, so Agape asked the security guard if we could move. So, a bunch of us sauntered over 2nd row center and no one ever came to claim the seats.
Sitting behind us was the winner of New Mexico Idol and his friend. He did not appear to be a Clay fan and seemed rather disinterested in the concert..although he did ask borrow our binoculars at one point. I wonder what he was looking at?
Ben Jelen-compared to the Beu's and Cherie, he was amazing. He's really really cute and has lovely perfectly-fitting jeans. His band is all a bunch of cuties too. The guitar player (the one in a hat) was especially cute because his hair was not in his face. We were having eyes throughout the concert. [/end first delusion]
On to Clay. This was my first concert with the shortened set. I miss RTM and it went by way too fast. I am not one to swoon but that driving move during WTSHNN nearly made my knees buckle. This is the closest I have been to Clay thus far. Some have written that when you are too close, he looks like a regular 25 year old kid and not a rockstah. I did not see this. He was even hotter up close. And, although Dolce (who was sitting to my right) disagrees, Agape who was on the other side and I both agree that he looked at us several times throughout the concert because we were right in his line of view and the fools in the front row in front of us were sitting the whole time. That gaze is deadly.
I seem to be alone in my dislike of the flip-flops. But, I know that I have an issue with feet..they squick me out. And I was basically eye-level and 10 feet away from the toes for the whole concert. I noticed that Clay's flip-flops were so worn in that you could see the outline of his toes when he took them off. Boy is a millionaire rockstah. He should get himself some new flip-flops! Or at least clean his! [/end rant]
Other than my toe distraction the concert was amazing. As much as I have always had an ongoing dislike of toes, I have always loved a nice pair of glasses on a guy. Glasses!clay! was a hottie. Clavia and I had a feeling he might be wearing his glasses because it was very dusty and windy in New Mexico. My eyes still hurt from all the dust and I do not even wear contacts.
I won't bore you with my impressions of all the songs, because it would basically involve a lot of EEEing. I tried to concentrate on Clay during YWT, but did see bibles and crosses, so I do not think it was an edited video. There was a slight (ok, not slight) missed note at the end of Solitaire but he recovered admirably. Clay looked really apologetic at the end, as if he was apologizing for blowing the note.
After the concert, we could not find a drinking establishment that was open anywhere near our hotel. The hotel clerk suggested Jakes (was that the name?) under the freeway. But then the manager told us that a group of ladies should not go to this place alone and strongly discouraged us from going. I think we could have handled ourselves, and it might have made for some interesting stories. But we'll have to go there another time. We ended up at a coffee shop. There was a lot of EEEEEEing over some PrON clips on Artquest's laptop. The waitress came by and asked us how we got videos of "Mr. Aiken's" concert because she got busted trying to bring her camera into some other concert. So cute how she called him Mr. Aiken!
Saturday Agape and I spent some time wandering around town and then were off to the airport. There were quite a few fans wandering the airport. We met a nice 16 year old girl and her mom who had flown in from Oregon. She was on Cloud 9.
I met a woman from the CB on the plane. She had run into the Invisible Kiss girl at the airport earlier. She said the girl was still speechless about the whole experience with a perma-smile plastered on her face. Although I normally could do without the crowd-interaction bits, that moment was priceless. I do not know if I could have stayed standing after the Eyef**k he gave that girl, followed by the come hither finger and a kiss on the cheek. I don't think she's going to be coming down from her cloud anytime soon.
I really thought that I would be satisfied after this concert and not need to go to anymore. After my fourth IT concert, I felt closure and did not feel the need to figure out how to make it to more. Unfortunately for my pocket book, and for the bad karma I am creating for myself with the lies I will have to tell to get myself to more concerts, I am not at all satiated. Good thing I already bought a plane ticket to Charlotte. *g* Now I just need to figure out how to get the time off work to get myself over to Raleigh.[
Sep 6 04 9:23 AM
Sep 6 04 11:43 AM
Quote:Pueblo Recap â Yum.
Albuquerque Recap - Double Yum.
Misc. Comments â Pueblo
I thought he sounded good, but lacked energy at the beginning of the show, which considering the 3-day rest heâd had was a bit surprising to me. It felt like things were a bit out of sync at first, but then everything kick into gear and the show was great. My favorites were ISY, COF (Yes! I was so happy to hear this song, and he kicked ass on it). I loved STO, Rosanna, TITN and, of course Solitaire was incredible. Iâm in the camp that thinks he sounds great on YWT, but the song really does nothing for me. Itâs just meh. And I really canât pay too much attention to the video thatâs playing during this song becoss Iâm too busy looking at his beautiful face through my binoculars.
This was my first NAT concert and I was really hoping for the blue jeans/red striped shirt and tie. Alas, I got the circus striped pants and royal blue shirt, but then I was rewarded with the blue jeans, steel grey shirt, and Good âN Plenty jacket when he changed after YWT. This made me very happyâ¦boyfriend looks yummy in jeans. What can I say? Itâs the little things! *g*
Misc. Comments â Albuquerque
I really enjoyed both shows (duh!) but I think the crowd in Albuquerque, while probably smaller in number, was much more âenthusiasticâ and it really energized him on stage. He wore his glasses, which is not my favorite look becoss I donât like anything gettinâ in the way of those lethal eyef**ks with his sparkling green eyes. JMO. And then there were the infamous flip-flops. The âworn out, looks like the soles are gonna fall off or theyâre gonna crumble into little piecesâ flip-flops." Donât get me wrongâ¦I find his toes very sexy. Just donât think he should wear flip-flops on stage with his âconcert clothes.â Now if he were to wear them with a pair of nice-fitting jeans and a t-shirt, then okay. But with dress pants? Just NO. But you know what? None of this matters one iota once he opens his mouth and sings. Or talks. Heâs just so damn gorgeous and entertaining, and sings like nobody else on the planet (tm Shelley) that I donât give a @#%$ what heâs wearing. Iâm easyâ¦as long as he sings to me and makes me smile, Iâm a happy fangirl.
I was happy to get to hear SSD at this show, as it's my second favorite new song after COF. Clay was very chatty this night and he spent more time than usual (as of late) reading signs (yeah artquest!) and talking with people in the audience. He had a cute conversation with a guy wearing a âClay Widowerâ t-shirt who was sitting in the 5th row, and his wife who was sitting in the 2nd row. Said something to the band about being concerned that he was bad for marriagesâ¦and segued from that conversation by saying âspeaking of relationshipsâ â¦to talking about Kimberley moving out over the past weekend and how Raleigh left her a little âgoing awayâ present in her room before she left and that she was still mad at him. He said if we went out and bought one or two of her records she may forgive him. Then there was the interaction with the 16-year old girl who wanted him to give her her first kiss. He was so cute when he asked her how old she was and when she told him he said she would have to wait a couple more years before he could do that. Then when he beckoned her on stage (with his sexy long finger), sang to her and kissed her on the cheek, it was one of the sweetest, most romantic things Iâve ever seen him do. But it was also hawt! Is that perverse? I hope not.
Ben Jelen â Meh. Cute, talented, but heâs no Clay Aiken. During the second verse of his first song, the person sitting next to me leaned over and asked me who he was. I told her his name and she said âOkayâ¦is he done yet? I want Clay.â Ummm, yeah, that about sums it up. Apologies to any Ben Jelen fans hereâ¦donât mean to offend.
Other Misc. Stuff
On Saturday morning while waiting for my flight at the Albuquerque airport, I ended up sitting next to the couple Clay talked with at the concert. Theyâre from Tampa and were trying to figure out what to do as the Tampa airport was closed because of the hurricane and they couldnât get home. They are delightful people, both very big fans. After we were talking for a few minutes she asked me if I was on any of the internet boards and when I said yes she asked me which one. I prepared myself for the âreactionâ and was pleasantly surprised because when I told her The ClackHouse, she responded with âoh my God, I love the ClackHouse!â Sheâs not registered on any boards, but has been lurking here for over a year and wants to join in the worst way.
I also got a chance to meet the 16-year old girl Clay kissed. While I was waiting in line to board my plane, the couple from Tampa came over to me with the young girl (Iâm sorry, I canât remember her name) so I could say hi. Well, of course we EEEEEEâd about her going up on stage and getting a kiss. I said âhow cute was he to do that?â She said she still couldnât believe itâ¦and she was still floating about 6 inches off the ground. Sheâs so darn cute and I was very happy for her. It was obvious that Clayâs kind gesture meant the world to her. I didnât tell her I thought it was hawt! *g*
Thanks and big smooches to woman4life who organized the pre-concert dinner in Pueblo and to ncgurrl for the wonderful dinner and âgiftsâ in Albuquerque. I was so lucky to get to meet so many CH meers at both shows. :: waves to everyone who was there, cuz I donât want to leave anyone out! ::
Sep 6 04 11:50 AM
Quote:Albuquerque, NM - Clay goes international...
I was not originally going to write a recap of Albuquerqueâ¦It was, after all, a fluke singleton in my CHA Summer, prompted by a business trip. I did not initially think there was anything unique or interesting to tell about in my Albuquerque experienceâ¦
It is almost completely overshadowed by frustration: even as I sit at the airport September 2, waiting to board a plane heading west, I am trying to reach my contacts in Florida to see if I could get anyone to put the hurricane shutters up on my little house â recently vacated by a renter â now square in the predicted path of Hurricane Frances. (Apparently, my contacts have all evacuated...)
In the 12 years I lived in my Florida home, I did the evacuation routine 3 times, dutifully putting up those shutters, returning home each time to find my little piece of coastline largely unaffected. Now, with the house empty for the first time in 14 years, in the midst of some minor repair and maintenance, my hurricane shutters sit neatly stacked in the garage as Frances pushes relentlessly toward central Florida. My windows will face her wrath naked and alone. I find religion in the foxhole of Hartsfield International Airport during my layover in Atlanta.
I also find a traveler checking on friends in Florida âwhere she has recently sold her home - returning to her new home in New Mexico. Soon we are chatting and her enthusiasm about New Mexico turns my thoughts from east to west and I board the plane in a better state of mind.
For a change, I have a window seat, and my first impression of New Mexico comes with a literal jolt as we cross the Sandia Mountains and encounter ârough airâ. But I hold it together and once again marvel at the natural beauty of my country. We pass magnificent mountains âsurprisingly green with forested slopes. The foothills are starker, but eventually give way to an amazing quilt of crop patterns â perfect circles and squares, and patches of all shapes. And finally the rugged mesas and plains of central New Mexico â Albuquerque an anomaly amidst a largely undeveloped southwestern landscape.
This is one thing that never fails to amaze me in my trips west â On the east coast, where cities and towns for the most part abut each other, forming one big megalopolis from Boston to Atlanta, it is difficult to imagine the sheer vastness of the lower 48. It is on a plane flight across country, when I pass over the amber waves of grain and purple mountains majesty and fruited planes, that I can truly appreciate the pluck and grit and ingenuity of early pioneers moving and settling west. Their methods not always praiseworthy, their motives not always laudable. But their spirit indomitable.
Concerts aside, my Clay summer has certainly given me renewed awareness of my countryâ¦
I arrive in Albuquerque too late Thursday evening to do much of anything but eat and soak a few minutes in the hotel Jacuzzi. Unable to hook up for the Pueblo cellstream, I keep a watch on Frances and study maps of the area and read a book, and eventually go to sleep.
Friday is a beautiful day, and I have a lot of time to kill. I am picking up my sister, CJ from the airport at 5pm, joining the pre-concert dinner, then heading over to the concert with my concert first-timer, and non-fan sisterâ¦ Now CJ is not so much a Clay non-fan, as a non-fan of music as a wholeâ¦CJ doesnât own many music CDs and just doesnât listen to music all that much. She agreed to join me at the concert more as âsomething to doâ than anything else, and admitted she wasnât sure how long she could sit after listening to more than a couple songs in a row. Needless to say, I am a little anxious about her response to Clay fandom. I have all day to think about itâ¦
(For my fans â skip this part if you only want the concert impressions!)
My hotel is across the street from the fairgrounds, so I walk over to spend the dayâ¦Unlike Clearfield, PA today I am at a full-blown State Fair, on the second day, in the morning. I head over to the horse arena, assured of seeing some action in the ringâ¦On the way I stop at a few booths, and soon am taste-testing some apple-blossom honey. I start a conversation with the friendly beekeepersâ¦when I tell them I am from Annapolis, Maryland, a young man putting together some display shelves looks up and grins â he is from Sterling, Virginia, home for the summer â helping his parents at the fair before he heads back to school. Such a small world! We talk of Frances- he asks if I lost power during the big storms from the hurricane last year. No- I am fortunate to be on the power grid of the state capitol building â I never lose power for more than a few minutes. He, unfortunately, was without power for over a week. We commiserate. I buy some beeswax candles and honey candy and move onâ¦
There is, indeed, a full slate at the horse arena this day. Horse and pony driving classes, and mule and donkey classesâ¦Mules and donkeys? I always think of these as pack animals, but these are very much riding classes! I am fascinatedâ¦my favorites are the Mule Reining class (where the animals are put through a series of maneuvers as they would do during a roundup) and the Scurry Classes â where cart horses and ponies are timed as their drivers maneuver them through a series of gates. I become a fan of âDottyâ â a Pony of the Americas (like a mini Appaloosa), who wins both her Pony Scurry, and the Open (horses and ponies) âDouble Jeopardyâ Scurry â where the course is driven once in one direction by one driver, then in the reverse direction by a second driver. They break for lunch â Trail Mule would be right after, but I want to see more of the fair, and head out.
In the next couple hours I visit the 4-H and FFA exhibits, and what seem to be rather permanent exhibits of Native American and Hispanic Art. And then the absolutely delightful Creative Arts Pavilion â where participants have competed for prizes in diverse categories from the âstandardâ quilting and chocolate chip cookies, to such ânewcomersâ as Scrapbooking and Lego creations! As I visited, the judging for the home sewing was in full swing as the fashions were modeled for the capacity crowd in the center of the exhibit hallâ¦See- now this is how I always picture state fairs to be! Rogers and Hammerstein got nothinâ on me!
My last stop of the day was the recreated Indian village, where I talked at length with a traditional Navajo weaver. She does it all herself from the sheep to the rugs (and belts and pouches and other beautiful products). She tells me several amusing stories â about keeping her sheep in a residential area; about the time she tried to âshortcutâ washing her wool in the machine. (Lesson learned for me â remove before the âspinâ cycle; for her â stick to the old fashioned method!) She is working on a relatively small (maybe 5â x 8â) rug with four colors. It will take her about two months to finish. And I learn that the beautiful magenta and dark red colors in her yarn come from, of all plants, the prickly pear!
I leave her to watch a native dancer troupe perform a Buffalo Dance.
And then it is time to go to the airportâ¦
The Concert in Albuquerque
Because of CJâs arrival time, I knew we would get to the pre-concert dinner already in full swing. I am a bit anxious, as I have never met anyone in attendance, with the sole exception of Dolcepienza â as far as I know, the only other east coast meerkat who made the trek westâ¦I do not see her right away, but the first person I talk to is none other than ncgurrl, who has arranged the party and has my name tag at the ready, as well as one for CJ, who looks bemused. We also get our Official New Mexico Passports â which I think is a ding-dang clever party favor! *muah*! CJ is starving and heads straight to the buffet. I get a plate, but also want to meet new folks. CJ waves me off as she digs inâ¦
Because it is so late, I do not get a chance to meet many people, and I think I talk to as many gals who are not on the boards (or not on our board) as those who are (*special waves* to Amy and Kathy)! But at the dinner â or later at the concert - I do get to meet beautiful agape, shy cate, gregarious cladicted, stately clavia, clays luminous morningstar, lovely kylenn imri, nifty kokopelli, ooh! lala52 (who got us our wonderful seats!), Lecherous Broad Kate (who apparently is a fan of my writing â this oneâs for you, Kate!), spunky Sausalito, and the one and only Nova, who is the farthest thing from a techie I could have imagined!
(Bethy and CHA CHA, I am so so sorry I did not get a chance to say hiâ¦)
After dinner, CJ does not want to go in to the arena right away, so I take her to the Creative Arts Pavilion for a whileâ¦Iâm not sure she really wanted to see Ben Jelen at all (that sitting for more than two songs thing), but this will be my only chance to see him, so she humors me, and we get to our seats about 20 minutes before the concert is to start.
I must say a few words about the seating situation at the Tingley Coliseum, but Iâm not sure this will make sense to anyone who wasnât thereâ¦
Through the fabulous efforts of lala52, CJâs and my seats were in row 2. Note the past tenseâ¦at the last minute, rows A and B are created at the arena, apparently to accommodate a catwalk, and put on sale shortly before the concert. Voila â my seats are now row 4. Which actually turns out to be kind of a good thing, because they are a bit off to the left, and therefore right near the boom camera arm. Had they truly been row 2, the sight line would have been very obstructed. But back a bit, the sight line is much cleaner.
Except none of that really matters very much. Because there is no catwalk. Just a big space in the middle of rows A and B. Now I did not witness this part, but I understand it was Sausalito who convinced the arena folks that this was silly â and had all the seats in rows A and B pushed together â which left large empty spaces at the ends of those rows â one of which is directly in front of CJâs my seats. To make matters more interesting, it didnât seem to make any difference who had what seats in rows A and B; there were a lot of empties. So folks from rows 1 and 2 start to fill in, leaving their own seats empty. I am invited to a row B dead center seat, but in deference to CJ, I opt to stay near her â she is perfectly content in her seat, with the speakers above her and therefore not blasting in her ear â which she was concerned aboutâ âclose enoughâ for her (âJeez â how close do you have to be?â she asks in disbelief. Heh. I do not answer this question â she would not understand.) I do, however, eventually move forward to row 1 (the seat in front of me now abandoned), with a big clear area in front of me to dance in, and the ability to slide in and out of row B (almost to the center thanks to empty end seats) for pictures. It really is the best of both worlds for me.
Back to before the concertâ¦ I have a little mission. Someone has convinced me ( *waves* to someone) Clay reads the notes taken backstage to him. I have written a thank-you note to Clay for his kind gesture at my NH Meet & Greet, and hope to get it to Jerome. We are so late to the arena, Iâm afraid Iâve missed my opportunity. Finally I spy Jerome â way on the other side of the stage, of course. And of course, there is no easy way there â I make my way about half way back down the floor, where there is finally a break in the seating, all the way across three sections and up the side aisle. I reach Jerome as the lights go out for Ben Jelenâs set. He has stopped to pose for a picture with a fanâ¦ he faces me as he turns to leave and I ask him to please take my note back â âNo problemâ, he says and takes my thank-you card and smiles at me, though Iâm sure he could not see me at all. And he disappears back behind the stage. I am relieved, and make my way back to my seat as the stage lights come upâ¦
I have only heard a few snippets of Ben Jelenâs music before, so was curious. For most of his set (while he is at the piano), the boom camera arm resting on the stage hides him; I can only listen. I like his sound, and his songs, though nothing particularly stands out. He does not really connect to the audience, until he comes forward and switches to guitar (later violin â Iâm impressed that he plays so many musical instruments). He is wearing a red âVOTEâ T-shirt and urges folks to register and get out and vote. And I like that. I do not like that I canât ever really see his face, because his hair is hanging over it most of the time, but he apparently impresses quite a number of young ladies! I like him better than Cherie.
During the set change CJ is happy to sit while I mingle a little moreâ¦I am hoping since we are indoors we will have a full concert set, but POYB comes on the little stage screens (no Jumbotrons at the Tingley) and I tell CJ we are getting the shorter set. She is happy to get through the concert in one sitting, without waiting through an intermission. I am happy because this is an indication she will stay for the entire concert! I look around at the crowd â the floor is pretty full, and the front sections of the lower tier â not probably Clayâs largest crowd, but Iâm still impressedâ¦New Mexico is not a populous state, so the crowd has to consist of a whatever locals there are, plus some walk-ins from the state fair, and then a lot of people who traveled a lot of miles to see Clay.
As always, I leave the song-by-song for other recappers. As always, I enjoy the concert immensely. We have Glasses!Clay! â a look I love and havenât seen since Roanokeâ¦Clay is wearing his flip-flops, which cracks me up, and even gets a smile from CJ. Clay is reading signs and talks to one young lady right behind me whose sign says âPlease Give Me My First Kissâ â âHow old are you, honey?â he asks. âSixteenâ she says. âSixteen? Oh â Iâm sorry â youâre going to have to wait two more years!â We laugh. She is tha-rilled to have been noticed. I dance away to WYSYLM; as usual, I am not chosen, but I like the girl who is picked. During the Lei explanation CHA CHA gets a shout-out, and I woo-hoo for her. Clay reads signs again and laughs at a guy whose T-shirt says âClay Widowerâ. Clay talks with him â âWere you dragged here? Be honest!â Apparently he is a fan himself, but his wife is sitting apart from him in a closer seat â Clay commends him for his gallantry. The set moves on â IWCY is fine. Iâm dancing away to Kyrie. The singer tonight is perky and talented â one little note bobble that Clay jumps in to âcorrectâ. The New Mexico passport story is both especially funny and especially lame, because it is a standard local joke. I understand someone has given Quiana the official âNew Mexico Passportâ (Hee! I hope that is true!) I pay special attention to MOAM, knowing I will not get RTM today â it is beautiful. We get SSD for the group number. As always, I loved ISY. We get the more generic YWT loop. I watch TITN through my binos â Clay has on the flip flops, and I wonder if he had them for YWT â the platform cut off my view below his waist, so I couldnât see. But Iâm guessing he did. ( hee!). I also wonder if he will try to jump down the steps during Invisible. He does not (smart move!). He starts at our side of the stage and moves across during the song as he always doesâ¦and then comes the big âAwww!â momentâ¦Right before the last verse Clay comes back over to our side and crooks his finger at that young lady with the âfirst kissâ sign, beckoning her to the stage. I watch as Jerome leads her behind the security gates and takes her up on the stage. She stands quietly at the side until Clay reaches out for her in the last verse and she walks almost hesitantly out to him. He finishes the song holding her hand and gives her little kiss on the cheek at the end, and a hug. And as Clay disappears back down into the mothership I watched that young lady walk back off the stage, her hand on her cheek. She did not scream or jump up and down, but walked calmly in a little daze of happiness, down the steps and out the gate where her Mom was waiting for her with open arms and a big hug.
Now anyone who has sat near me at a concert knows that I do not get emotional much at these moments. And no â I did not cry at this one either. But I could not help but smile a big olâ smile and give a heartfelt silent cheer for that gal, who took her teasing so good-naturedly earlier, and then got her reward at the last moments of the concert! Good for her â and big kudos for Clay!!! And wonât she have a story to tell the kids and grandkids? â all about how she got her very first kiss from Clay Aiken...
I was most interested in CJs impressions of the concertâ¦
She liked his singing OK, and got a kick out of the fact he is just a big dork, but on her own, she still wouldnât listen to more than a couple songs at a time (the same as for any singer). She appreciated that he broke up the singing with some chatter; she liked that he gave some time to his back-ups â she thought they were all good. She thought YWT was out of place, but other than that didnât care about it much one way or the other. She said it was much easier for her to listen to and enjoy the songs she knew (which for her was the covers) than the songs she didnât know. (Iâd bet CJ is not alone in that â which is one reason covers are a good thingâ¦).
As for me? There is one song I cannot get out of my head in these days following the concert in Albuquerque. It never struck me at previous concerts as anything special, though I thought Clay sang it pretty...Maybe it is from seeing a concert filtered through the romance of the Old West that suddenly Sweet Baby James has taken on a new significance for me. A Cowboy Lullaby in the land of the cowboysâ¦
As I write this, Hurricane Frances as been battering my Florida home and town with 90mph winds (gusting to 124) and rain (over a foot) for 14 hoursâ¦I watch a reporter in my town show pictures of destroyed buildings and vast beach erosion. I do not hold out any hope my house has gone unscathed, but there is nobody there who can tell me, the causeways are closed and I doubt I will have any idea what has happened for several days or a week. And yetâ¦
â¦ the sweet, quiet words and melody of Sweet Baby James loop over and over in my head, Clay and his cowboy lullaby bringing my heart and soul much needed moments of peace and calm and serenityâ¦
There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me
Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Sep 6 04 1:35 PM
Quote:Hello my fellow Claymates! After being in Pueblo the night before I was pumped to see OMC again! I rode to ABQ with Jessmyn, her daughter Jessmyn and nomistakenaiken. We arrived the Country Suite, checked in and got ready to head to the fair. We had a slight change of plans from originally attending the pre-concert dinner as our friend SPEDaiken was going to audition for Jerome to sing with OMC. You did a fantastic job too, SPED! But we arrived early to attempt seeing Clay arrive the venue. While we were waiting, S'von came over to the fans, signed autographs, visited...Jacob came over to the fans, signed autographs, visited....Angela and Quiana came over, signed autographs, visited ( I got them all!)...and then the silver van pulled up....I spotted Jerome in the front seat so it was pretty obvious OMC was in there somewhere. I was standing along the curb...waved...blew a kiss when I saw the spikey hair and glasses! :thud OMG...I am convincing myself that Clay saw me blow him a kiss, OKAY???:lubdub They drove Clay right into the arena. No chance he is coming out so we headed over to the auditions. I can only imagine how nervous all you audtioners were but I salute you for your bravery! :bighug
After that nomistakenaiken, Jessmyn and I walked around the fairgrounds before entering the arena to find our seats. We still had half an hour before Ben Jelen would start so we decided to go outside again. I was looking for my friend Ribbinski (whom I was supposed to meet at the dinner) when just outside the door I spotted Shelley from the Jay Leno show. She is like a celebrity in her own right! (Love ya Shelley!) we reminised about her wonderful observations on Clay (exquisite nose, SIZE 13 feet!!!:o , etc.) and headed back into the building. While I was sitting and getting butterflies knowing I would soon be feasting my eyes on our gorgeous Clayton, I spotted a woman who I thought might be my Robin (Robbinski). I approached her and asked if she might be Robin from Las Vagas...and it was!!!! We had only written to one another and I had seen one pic of her...so it was a pleasant surprise....the funny thing is we were wearing the same Clay jersey. We spoke briefly and took our seats. We would catch each other at the PJ party back at the motel later.
Ben Jelen...he was a little bit better tonight than in Pueblo. But still jittery. He is very talented though and I think in time and experience he will feel more at ease.
NOW IT'S TIME FOR THE STAR! OMG...he is so ding-dang sex-ayyyyyy! That voice....just his presence makes me quiver.:tasty The blue emroidered shirt, brown pants and flip flops! (Too cute). He's right on again and again. ISY left us all a puddle of mush!:faint SSD...my wish come true. To see him sing that high note! :bow TITN...the best I have ever heard him sing it! Perfection! Rosanna...he gets better with each performance. Again...my favorite of all..."YOU WERE THERE!" My angel from heaven. Invisible...he rocks on this and so did the crowd! So cute...he gave the 16 year old her first kiss...she didn't know what to do...where to go...:laugh So happy for her. Clay put her on :cloud9 !
Solitaire....what can I say. He nailed it again. But then this means the concert is over!:bluesniff :bluesniff :bluesniff
We wanted to go to the buses but they were pretty hard to get to and Clay had been whisked away in a moments time so we didn't miss anything there.
Now it's time to go to the post concert party. :jump So many Claymates! So much talk, photo albums and scrap books to look at.Thank you for sharing! I found Robbinski(Robin) and was on the lookout for Spartus90(Sharon)! Found her!:bighug Robin, Sharon and I were standing there talking when we found ourselves posing (my first modeling job LOL) to the camera with a couple other Claymates for you all to see our PJ party! What a blast this party was! Lois, Chris, Tricia, Robin, Sharon, Joy, Laura, Walla, Susan, Cheryl Anne, Mary, I can't remember everyone that I visited with but THANK YOU for making this night such an added pleasure to seeing OMC perform. We are all here for a purpose and Clay bringing us all together is nothing short of a miracle. I am sure I will think of more later but I will sign off for now. :bighug
I am in a slight depression knowing this was my last concert for this tour.:bluesniff For those of you who still have one or more to attend I send you love and hope you have the time of your lives. God Bless You!
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