Finally, something or someone lived up to my ridiculously high expectations. Bryan Adams in concert on acoustic guitar.
- Was he passionate about his music? Check.
- Did he act like he wanted to be there? Check.
- Audience participation? Check.
- Funny stories? Check.
- Voice in perfect condition? Check.
- Smile for the cameras? Check.
- Looked hot? Check!
- Tell the stupid trailer yinzers in the front to quit fighting over seats which forced him to restart Summer of 69? Check!
- Bring out his guitarist Keith Scott for the encore? CHECK!
- Tell that stupid screaming blond bitch to sit the hell down so the people behind her could see? Check!
A brilliant night, and honestly, I can’t remember the last time I sat for two straight hours with a smile on my face the entire time. Even when I had lunch with David Conrad, there were points in the conversation where I had to force myself to be serious and nod my head in agreement with whatever deep things he was saying even though inside I was all OhMyGodOhMyGodSQUEEE!OhMyGod.
In honor of Tina Fey’s birthday, I called her during three of her favorite songs so that she could listen in. i believe it was during Heaven that she texted, “Taking my bra off now.” Which made me laugh out loud. Which garnered me some looks. Which, shut up. It’s my sissy.
I forgot to bring my camera in, but Saucy was there with me and happily obliged.
First, she wanted you to see the boobies in the Byham which are just plastered all over the ceiling.
Nice. I don’t ever want to hear you boys complain I don’t paste gratuitous shots for you. Look, there’s like 20 boobies right there. God.
Then she wanted you to see Bryan from dead center.
Then she wanted you to see Bryan and Keith during the encore. Please note that the Yinzers in the crowd rushed the stage hoping for an autograph. It would have been Jumanji if someone yelled fire.
She also took the time to circle one of the crazy people in the audience that was fighting over seats.
After the show, I took her for a drink at Krobar in the Strip. My first time ever being there, and boy did Saucy get all excited by this sign on the door to Krobar:
Free spankings! In the Naughty Class!
I don’t know about you, but whenever I say any sentence that includes the word “naughty,” I say it in a British accent.
Also, I bet Skippy Skeeve teaches the Naughty Class. I mean, doesn’t he have a Ph.D. in Naughty with a Master’s Degree in Sluts?