А свой - он тёплый. У него и глаза другие. Смотришь - и видишь: кушать хочет. Прямо чувтвуешь, как у него нутро свело. Свой - он немножко, как ты сам. ( «Кысь»)
Last night I went to see Adam Lambert’s second Australian show for his current Glam Nation tour. I write this with no little trepidation, knowing now all too well the ferocity of some of Adam’s fans.
Before I go on, some background on a couple of the key players in this story:
Adam Lambert. If you don’t know who he is, you need to Wikipedia that shit, Heidi. What you may or may not know is that he coined the term “TongueDiving” a few months ago after a show in Providence, Rhode Island, where, during the encore, he had gone into the audience to pash (n. to kiss passionately, pref. with tongue) a couple of audience members. After that show he tweeted, “TongueDiving is the new StageDiving. Get into it”.
Matthew Mitcham. Australian Olympic gold-medallist diver and happily non-married homosexualist. He’s been with his current non-husband for over four years and is utterly adorable (not to mention very, very pretty).
So. I had been to the Melbourne show at the Palais on Tuesday night, where I met some of the fans through Katie, who is really hooked in with the fandom (or the fancipality as I now call it). The show was great, but you should have heard my drag-queen voice by the end of it. I sounded terrible from all the screaming.
But this isn’t about Tuesday night; this is about the events of last night.
Through Twitter, we had discovered that Matt had not managed to secure tickets to Adam’s show, but fortunately, we happened to have two spares. So, via a mutual Twitter friend, we got in contact with him offering him our spares.
We waited in the queue and Matt swung by to pick up the tickets on his way between a photo shoot and home to get ready for the concert.
When he got to the venue with his mate, Lexie, we ensured that he was down the front with us and Katie tweeted Adam to alert him to the fact that Matt was there (as did Matt).
During ‘If I Had You’, the last number of the concert proper, Adam said that he was feeling frisky, and intimated (to those who know of the original TongueDiving incident) that there would be a second round of dives happening.
We’re pretty sure he’d seen Matt, because he came right over to where we were standing, and said, “Now, where’s that cute Matt Mitcham?”, at which point everyone around Matt started pointing at him furiously and pushing him forward. According to Katie, Matt asked her what was going to happen.
Katie responded that Adam would probably want to kiss him, which Matt, being happily non-married, baulked at, so he started backing away, assisted by Katie, and politely declining the invitation.
Adam soon enough got the message that this wasn’t going to happen and backed off, instead kissing a girl in the front row, and then went on with what he was doing, which happened to include a second bout of TongueDiving (with a boy who has since been all over the radio blabbing about it). He did say that he respected Matt’s wishes, though, before moving on.
Almost immediately after the aborted TongueDive, Matt tweeted Sorry @adamlambert, I have a boyfriend… Didn’t mean to be rude ;P.
After the concert, there were quite a few tweets to Matt, of varying degrees of meanness, from people saying he was mad for not indulging Adam, mainly, I suspect, from people who don’t know a) who he is and/or b) that he is currently in a long-term, monogamous relationship (and solid monogamy, Kimmy, not just a veneer of monogamy).
For mine, though, it was refreshing. We had Matt respecting Lachie (the aforementioned non-husband) and we had Adam respecting Matt’s wishes.
Frankly, I think both men acted with honour and grace. And proved that chivalry is not dead, it’s just getting a bit dirrty (as Xtina would put it).
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