Can't resist posting this interview because the pictures are really great as is the interview. I'll bet anything the people Adam got along least well with was Sarver and Gokey.
American Idol Runner-Up Adam Lambert Stopped By Best Week Ever with Paul F. Tompkins this week, where he shot footage for tomorrow night’s brand new episode, airing Friday at 11 PM, as well as took time out of his insanely hectic schedule to sit down with Bestweekever.tv and answer the questions we’ve all been dying to have answered. What follows is the story of that afternoon:
There’s an old saying that goes “Never meet your heroes, because you can only ever be disappointed.” For me, this has never been such an issue, as most of my heroes are dead. In fact, the only hero of mine that I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting, Ms. Joan Rivers, exceeded my expectations and beyond for being the most amazing woman ever. But lately, a new hero has emerged on the horizon: Adam Lambert, the enigmatic, timeless, sexy, talented, from another planet amazing American Idol runner-up who has turned the United States into a pigpen of lusty fanboys and fangirls, myself included. Having watched this season of Idol since Day 1, my feelings for Adam went from “casual fan” to “He is the Second Coming of Christ.”
So when word got around that Mr. Lambert would be coming in to tape a segment for Best Week Ever with Paul F. Tompkins, airing this Friday, May 29 at 11 PM, I was faced with a real dilemma: Do I opt to meet him face to face, risking the chance that I embarrass myself 4 Lyf, or do I take that old saying to heart, and keep my dreams and heroes at an arms length? The answer should be pretty obvious. And so I strapped a jetpack made out of dreams and joy to my back in an effort to rocket ship my *** into his heart.
The morning before perhaps my most anticipated celebrity encounter of all time, I was an effing lunatic. I straightened my hair with NASA-like precision, and tried to present myself in as Lamberty a way possible, hoping he wouldn’t realize my motorcycle-inspired jacket was an original Lauren Jeans Company design purchased from the Hell’s Angels Dept. Store of Choice: Macys.
Minutes before he arrived at the Best Week Ever studio, a group was quickly forming around the door: Plenty of VH1 employees hoping to catch glimpse of this magical man, the crew, etc. One of the show writers brought her two kids to the set — both huge American Idol fans — and didn’t tell them that Lambert was on his way in. The air was thick with nervous energy. And then…
Ladies and gentlemen…
Adam Lambert walked into the room.
Tall, in a slim cut jacket that was tailored to perfection, hair perfectly coiffed, he entered with a big smile. And perhaps there was something about my GIANT BEAMING GLOWWORM FACE that caught his attention, but the next thing I know, Adam Lambert is there, introducing himself to me. And it went a little something… like this:
(Ahead, our exclusive interview, along with dozens of Lambert pics with him looking ~fabulous~. Plus, we get the scoop on his bromance with Kris Allen!)
Michelle: I am having a panic attack.
Adam: Hi, how are you?
Michelle: Hi I’m Michelle. We have so much to talk about. I’m freaking out! I adore you.
Adam: Don’t freak out.
Michelle: But I am. I just lost 7 pounds from excitement.
Adam: Oh my god, are you serious? I need to start freaking out more often.
Michelle: What!? You look fabulous; you don’t need to lose a pound.
Adam: No I need to lose about fifteen.
Michelle: I’ll seriously kill you, you’re gorgeous! Don’t change a thing.
Adam: I know your face from this show, right?
(Ed. Note: I would just like to repeat this sentence because I just cracked my skull open, pulled my brain out of it, deep fried it, put some corn cob holders in the sides, and put it back in my skull cavity out of shock.)
Michelle: (gulp) I was on the show a while ago, yeah. I’ve done some other stuff for VH1.
Adam: Okay that’s what I thought because I was like “I know you, I’ve seen you before.”
Michelle: (me right now) Wait a minute you cannot say that because I am shaking. Are you kidding? Do you know that I literally want to have your children?
At this point, I believe it was his publicist who slowly backed him away from me, carefully, like one would walk away from a mental patient, or Gary Busey. He was then introduced to Mr. Paul F. Tompkins, dressed impeccably as always, with whom he was shooting a hilarious bit with for Friday night’s brand new episode. We don’t wanna give away EXACTLY what happened… but let’s just say some pretty swanky glasses are involved:
Not to mention a pretty damn lucky CPR doll:
Let me also say this about Adam… forget his incredible singing ability for a second… but what an actor! He nailed his lines ON THE FIRST TAKE — complicated words, mind you — and had the sort of comic sensibility that one can only be born with. The entire room was cracking up from the guy — be sure to watch tomorrow night to see the entire bit, because it delivers.
Once Adam and Paul breezed through their respective bits together, I unsheathed my diamond-studded Wolverine claws, sunk them into the kid’s back, and hauled him away from his throngs of glowing fans in an effort to get at least 10 minutes one on one. The poor guy had been up since the crack of dawn, and now here he was, ending his exhausting day with the ghost of Robin Williams: Me.
As we walked from the set into the green room, our arms were nearly touching:
Michelle: Do you realize that you are a magical person?
Adam: Well, thank you. (arms touching now) And I’m only attracted to other magical people.
Michelle: (
Click here to see animated rendering of me.)
In the green room, a tray of fruit was set up, which we all convened around while bantering. But Lambert’s clock was ticking down — and while I would have loved to have stood there all day chatting about seedless watermelon, we had business to attend to. And it is then that THE MOST EXCITING INTERVIEW OF MY ENTIRE LIFE began:
Michelle: Come! Sit, take a load off. I have a question before we start: Are you a fan of The Golden Girls?
Adam: Not really, I think I’m too young.
Michelle: Are you? How old are you? I thought you were my age.
Adam: I’m 27.
Michelle: I’m 27! I look like your mother, but I am.
Adam: But I never got into The Golden Girls! I’m more Sex and the City than I am Golden Girls.
Michelle: Duly noted.
Michelle: First of all, parents around the world need confirmation on this: You’re Jewish?
Adam: Mm-hm.
Michelle: Why are we not Be-fris? We could take Bas Mitzvah classes together! You name it, anything. Come to Israel with me this Summer!
Adam: Oh my god, what’s it called… Birthright?
Michelle: Yes. I did it! I couldn’t turn down the free trip.
Adam: Was it cool?
Michelle: Well, I was the tallest person in the whole country, but yeah, it was great!
Adam: Did you plant a tree?
Michelle: No, me? Trees? Come on. I ate some hummus, got a tan. Did you know that they actually play you on the radio over there?
Your “Mad World” cover is an international sensation.
Adam: Really, in Israel?
Michelle: I swear to you.
Michelle: What do you think of your international success?
Adam: You know, I’m getting little whiffs of it.
Michelle: Are you? I hope that’s not my D and G lady cologne that you’re getting whiffs of right now. I’m such an idiot, don’t even talk to me.
Adam: (laughing) I love it, I love you!
Michelle: Really? Say it again, so everyone in the room hears you.
Adam: I love her. (Into the microphone) I love her.
Michelle: I have to tell you something. So my Mom calls me the night that you lost…
Adam: I didn’t lose! I just didn’t win. Half-full, half-full.
Michelle: Well, listen, your whole life is a win. Everything about you is “WIN“.
Adam: Yeah, exactly, there’s no losing.
Michelle: I’m not even just saying this: you are magical, from Mars, I don’t even think you’re of this Earth. Now let’s talk about something the internet needs to know more about: Your Bromance with Kris. Which has taken on a life of its own: There’s fan fiction involving you two…
Adam: Oh really?
Michelle: Did you not know about that?
Adam: (laughing) No I didn’t.
Michelle: Oh my god. Adam.
Adam: I kind of want to read it.
Michelle: It’s kind of… hot. I’m really serious, Adam, it’s so good.
Adam: We should show it to his wife. That’s who we should have read it.
Michelle: Do you like Kris’ wife?
Adam: She is adorable. They are the cutest couple in the world. He is the nicest guy. He’s genuine. He’s totally what you see is what you get. He means it. He’s open-minded, and he’s a real musician. He’s great.
Michelle: Was there anyone in the house when you were living with all the Idol people who you really didn’t get along with so much?
Adam: Yes.
Michelle: I think I know who it is. Are you allowed to talk about it?
Adam: I can’t say.
Michelle: Can I say it?
Adam: Well I’m on tour with them all summer, I can’t say! Maybe after the tour.
Michelle: Oh right! I tried to buy tickets yesterday. Look, when you’re in Newark, call me. Anything you need from the city, I’ll bring to you over there.
Adam: [Laughing] Okay.
(Suddenly, Adam’s phone rings.)
Michelle: Oh… who’s calling you? Someone has Adam’s number, that’s so exciting, what a lucky person. Where are you staying? Not that I’m going to come stalk you… I’m losing my job because of this, surely. By the way (motioning at Adam’s security guard, who is way hot) How on Earth did you end up with such a hot security guard? I thought there was a male model in the room! (The two of us laugh. Then I chime in, desperately) Adam, we need to be friends! No, you’re too famous for me.
Adam: Be-fris?
Michelle: Yes!! (The laughter continues, until I realize I’m being photographed.)
Michelle: Oh, great, that will be a nine-chinner, easy.
Adam: I do the same laugh! It pulls your face back!
Michelle: It’s the Jimminy Glick laugh. Where you look like you’re covered in Styrofoam and you want to kill yourself.
Michelle: OK, let me ask you a question about your brother.
Adam: Yeah.
Michelle:
NegativeNeil.com.
Adam: You’ve seen it?
Michelle: I have.
Adam: Oh, right on.
Michelle: He’s hilarious.
Adam: He is hilarious.
Michelle: And adorable.
Adam: Yeah.
Michelle: I know he was saying that a lot of ladies are interested in you. I’m interested in your friendship, just so you know. If you need a surrogate though… I’m here. So, your brother. He’s hot, he’s single, he’s a Lambert. I’m thinking of doing a contest for the website called “Win a Date with Neil Lambert.”
Adam: Oh my god! You have to!
Michelle: Would he do it?
Adam: Oh he would totally do it. He’s hilarious. He makes me look socially awkward. He’s that funny. I told him at the very beginning, you will get ladies because of me.
Michelle: You don’t even know how slutty I am, so fingers crossed! Don’t look at me that way. (A camera flash goes off.) Oh photos, I forgot. Hold on, let me do the Monica Lewinsky turn so that I look narrow. I am going to Photoshop these. I’ll look like the skeleton from Beetlejuice next to you, shrunken head, you don’t even know.
Adam: I do, I love that movie!
Michelle: Did you ever watch yourself on the show?
Adam: On Idol? Yeah. Well I downloaded the videos on iTunes.
Michelle: Do they quarantine you when you’re in the house? Can you read stuff about yourself?
Adam: Yes, I had a computer. I could read stuff on the internet, watch TV. I could get picked up by friends and leave. I had a curfew, that was it.
Michelle: Now what did you think when you saw yourself on the show?
Adam: I said “More makeup and oh I look fat and I hate high-definition.”
Michelle: HD is the devil. How do you not lose your voice?
Adam: It was hard. It was tiring. But luckily, we only sing two nights out of the week, so the rest of the time if you needed to you could kind of fake it.
Michelle: You’re going to be on the cover of Rolling Stone?
Adam: (A lot of side-glances to his publicist.) Maybe… (The publicist announces I have one question left.)
Michelle: Well now I’m unraveling because the pressure’s on. Oh! Let’s go through a quick thing, this will be fun: Favorite movie, tv, song… (his eyes roll back in his head) Is that gonna make you nuts?
Adam: I’m not good at favorites! Favorite movie is Velvet Goldmine, I can say that.
Michelle: Would you be the lead singer for Queen if they asked?
Adam: You know, I want to do my own thing. I want to be my own lead singer. But I would love to guest star with them anytime.
Michelle: OK, last question. Tell me… How short is Ryan Seacrest?
Adam: Short.
Michelle: Great answer. I love you.
Then? Then we hugged THREE TIMES. Yes, my jacket is already being laminated for Smithsonian-esque purposes.
And now, I can honestly say having met my new life hero Adam Lambert: He is every bit as amazing a person as he is a singer. Best. Hero. Ever.
Don’t forget to watch Adam this Friday night at 11 PM on Best Week Ever with Paul F. Tompkins!
the guy any more, he shows yet another side - "edgy with a smile" - that turns me into a bigger fangirl than ever. I'm so glad Slezak asked about why he wasn't "discovered" before this (a question I had posted on the Larry King blog) and the last segement about his mentoring in the house was pure Adam. He was born to do interviews... heck, he was born to be a star. 
He was funny, intelligent, sarcastic, and just plain loveable. I thought I was going to fall out of my chair when he was talking about Gene Simmons and said "Did you hear him sing on the show.....He was great." Oh, that was probably one of the best interviews I have ever saw and I can't wait to see him again and again. 
And entertaining! I loved it when Bikini Girl was put in her place. 
But he was laughing when he said it so it didn't come off as being snarky or anything.
... I would love it if he were my BFF 
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I've worked hard all week sewing and painting their costumes, and now I might miss it. That was why I didn't buy tickets in the first place. When I told the boys I was passing up seeing DC for them, they both said "No way, Mom! We don't care if you miss the play. You've got to go see David Cook!!!" So, I decided to be BAD MOM, went to get tickets, and they were sold out. 
I had given up going until today when my friend sent me an email to saying she got one for me!!!!! 
