As a total Glambert, here’s something I never thought I’d say in a million years: I want to protect America from Adam Lambert’s smut peddling.
At the end of my blog titled “I Heart Adam Lambert,” I said the moral of the story was that if you mess with Adam, you mess with me. Well, not anymore. In fact, if you want to take him to task for that appalling over-the-top porn fest of a performance last night on the American Music Awards, be my guest!
Did you watch the show? I watched the replays on You Tube. I am still trying to recover. Don’t you just hate it when you invest time, love, and loyalty on someone who disappoints you?
It was hard for me to watch Adam. I wanted America to see and hear the Adam I know thought I knew. Where was his gorgeous voice? His beautiful looks? His captivating smile? His mesmerizing charisma? Who was that slimy spikey imposter?
This new guy’s persona scared me. Especially because I was afraid that this was the REAL Adam—who confused edgy with tawdry. Who confused sexy with vulgarity. Who thought mistreating people even in make-believe cabaret shtick was cool. No Adam, not cool.
I know Adam was not embarrassed by his performance. He twittered that he was exercising his artistic integrity (or something like that). But before I barf on that statement, let me say to Adam, I have enough embarrassment for the both of us, sweet cakes.
I was embarrassed I had trumpeted his singing skills to unsuspecting people—like my nice neighbor, Sherry. I made her an Adam CD. She liked his voice. I doubt she watched the show, but if she had, she would be grossed out.
Likewise to Ed, a business associate. “You’ve never heard of Adam Lambert?” I asked incredulously. “Let me tell you about him!” Oh brother, so embarrassing….
My biggest problem with the performance was that it was X rated for a PG show. The S and M themed dancing on national television with kids watching? Are you kidding me? Yes, we want to teach our girls to writhe around the stage half-dressed and let guys grope them. Yes, we want to teach our boys that it’s cool to be tied up like a dog on a leash. UGH.
This is adult stuff. Express yourself in an adults-only place. Not only is that common sense, it’s the RIGHT thing to do. Don’t try to justify it as being “art.”
You can’t subject children to simulated sex acts and think that is OK. DUH! They are too young. Parents get that. TV execs don’t. If Adam’s performance was such artistry and totally appropriate, why has the producer, Dick Clark Productions, pulled every copy of Adam’s video off the internet? The producers gambled that “controversial” would be good for ratings. They lost. Big time.
In one evening Adam Lambert went from being the media’s darling (who everyone wanted a piece of) to the media’s goat. The song, “For Your Entertainment” will now be cannon fodder for off-color jokes.
My initial thought as Adam was slinking around the stage: There go the CD sales. There goes Oprah’s invitation to appear on her show when the new CD is released.
Adam blew a big opportunity to gain new fans. Instead, I think he lost fans. I still love Adam’s voice. I think he does a terrific job on “Soaked,” “Broken Open,” “Aftermath,” and “Time for Miracles” on the new CD.
Is it too late for Adam to go back to being the nice guy he was on American Idol? Did his performance cause him irreparable damage? Only time will tell.
America loves second chances. So to Adam, on your second time around, make it about the singing—not sex. And DO NOT under any circumstances EVER AGAIN give your audience the middle-finger salute.
That was disgusting and disrespectful. I think you are better than that. I will continue to fight the cause for equal rights and equal acceptance for gays. I will not condone a lewd display—especially and foremost in the presence of children.
Moral of this story: The welfare of children is more important than any singer’s “hail to freedom.”
I Heart Adam Lambert’s Voice – But NOT His Performance (Part 2)
As a total Glambert, here’s something I never thought I’d say in a million years: I want to protect America from Adam Lambert’s smut peddling.
At the end of my blog titled “I Heart Adam Lambert,” I said the moral of the story was that if you mess with Adam, you mess with me. Well, not anymore. In fact, if you want to take him to task for that appalling over-the-top porn fest of a performance last night on the American Music Awards, be my guest!
Did you watch the show? I watched the replays on You Tube. I am still trying to recover. Don’t you just hate it when you invest time, love, and loyalty on someone who disappoints you?
It was hard for me to watch Adam. I wanted America to see and hear the Adam I know thought I knew. Where was his gorgeous voice? His beautiful looks? His captivating smile? His mesmerizing charisma? Who was that slimy spikey imposter?
This new guy’s persona scared me. Especially because I was afraid that this was the REAL Adam—who confused edgy with tawdry. Who confused sexy with vulgarity. Who thought mistreating people even in make-believe cabaret shtick was cool. No Adam, not cool.
I know Adam was not embarrassed by his performance. He twittered that he was exercising his artistic integrity (or something like that). But before I barf on that statement, let me say to Adam, I have enough embarrassment for the both of us, sweet cakes.
I was embarrassed I had trumpeted his singing skills to unsuspecting people—like my nice neighbor, Sherry. I made her an Adam CD. She liked his voice. I doubt she watched the show, but if she had, she would be grossed out.
Likewise to Ed, a business associate. “You’ve never heard of Adam Lambert?” I asked incredulously. “Let me tell you about him!” Oh brother, so embarrassing….
My biggest problem with the performance was that it was X rated for a PG show. The S and M themed dancing on national television with kids watching? Are you kidding me? Yes, we want to teach our girls to writhe around the stage half-dressed and let guys grope them. Yes, we want to teach our boys that it’s cool to be tied up like a dog on a leash. UGH.
This is adult stuff. Express yourself in an adults-only place. Not only is that common sense, it’s the RIGHT thing to do. Don’t try to justify it as being “art.”
You can’t subject children to simulated sex acts and think that is OK. DUH! They are too young. Parents get that. TV execs don’t. If Adam’s performance was such artistry and totally appropriate, why has the producer, Dick Clark Productions, pulled every copy of Adam’s video off the internet? The producers gambled that “controversial” would be good for ratings. They lost. Big time.
In one evening Adam Lambert went from being the media’s darling (who everyone wanted a piece of) to the media’s goat. The song, “For Your Entertainment” will now be cannon fodder for off-color jokes.
My initial thought as Adam was slinking around the stage: There go the CD sales. There goes Oprah’s invitation to appear on her show when the new CD is released.
Adam blew a big opportunity to gain new fans. Instead, I think he lost fans. I still love Adam’s voice. I think he does a terrific job on “Soaked,” “Broken Open,” “Aftermath,” and “Time for Miracles” on the new CD.
Is it too late for Adam to go back to being the nice guy he was on American Idol? Did his performance cause him irreparable damage? Only time will tell.
America loves second chances. So to Adam, on your second time around, make it about the singing—not sex. And DO NOT under any circumstances EVER AGAIN give your audience the middle-finger salute.
That was disgusting and disrespectful. I think you are better than that. I will continue to fight the cause for equal rights and equal acceptance for gays. I will not condone a lewd display—especially and foremost in the presence of children.
Moral of this story: The welfare of children is more important than any singer’s “hail to freedom.”