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Okay. I know you've all totally been waiting.
JC. At Skin, at the Palms, Las Vegas, NV. 9/3/03
Birthday celebration for the owner dude whose name escapes me at present, so he shall just be referred to as Birthday Dude from here on in.
To begin with.
Lara and I arrive at the Palms. And immediately go in search of where we're supposed to go to get in. There is a huge line snaking halfway around the casino. We blink, thinking... This CANNOT be our line. We ask a janitor lady. She says it's our line. We're still skeptical. Especially with people in line mentioning Puddle of Mudd.
So we go to the information desk! They tell us that it's the same line. We're like.... What fucked-up person would schedule JC and Puddle of Mudd for the same event? But... We go back to the long-ass line. Which isn't moving. Even though it's WELL past the time they said doors would open. Well... A lady walks by, checking tickets for line people. And happens to mention that there's another party going on. We're all... A-HA! So we ask her. And get better directions. Like.. To the FRONT of the huge line, where there's a tiny little secondary line with about six people.
A few minutes of waiting, and we move on. A little ID checking, and we're in.
And now we get to the good stuff.
Skin is an outdoor club-type-thingie. It's basically a patio by the pool. There's a stage setup. Yay stage. Then you have the requisite Stage Fence. Then you have the line of people leaning on the Stage Fence. We're... fortunate enough to get right up behind that line of people. I look at the stage... He's going to be Right There. There.. really aren't a whole lot of people there. So we figure it'll be a while. We kinda scope out the area. Large raised glass box thingie for the VIPs. Cool. Blahdeblah.
Well, not five minutes after we arrived... the stage starts filling with smoke. And the band starts setting up. Dang, they can't be getting ready THAT quick... Hardly anyone's HERE. On a whim, I glance back at the VIP box. Who would be leaning on the rail but one Lance Bass. As I mentioned in my previous post... this becomes important. Tara's up in the box too, acourse. ;)
So! Stage is ready! Who should come walking out but the one... the only.....
Robin Leach.
Yes! The MC of this event was none other than everyone's favorite host of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous. Only in Vegas, man..
So! He starts introducing Birthday Dude. Birthday Dude shows up on stage. Birthday Dude is wearing a Massively Huge Watch. Which Robin announces was given to Birthday Dude by none other than our friend in the box Lance Bass! Yay Lance!
At any rate, Birthday Dude is shoved off the stage. Good. And, therefore, Robin introduces the one... the only.....
JC! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
JC comes out from backstage.
Wait. Let me rephrase.
JC struts out from backstage to the band playing the opening riff to BMU. Seriously. From the very beginning of the thing, he owned that stage and knew it. And HE WAS RIGHT THERE.
The ensemble? Figured you'd ask. Button down sleeveless black shirt. Greenish tannish pants that looked like leather, but might have been the light. Black loafery thingies. Wide leather wristband on right wrist. I only paid that much attention to the clothing cuz I knew y'all'd ask. *coughsnort*
And boy gets started immediately. Turns out the BMU opener is a Major Fakeout. Because we head into...
A.D.I.D.A.S.
Okay, just.... Damn. JC. Seriously. Where have you been hiding those hips? Really. Because... Really. There are a cadre of becoming backup dancer girls, including one Chantal Robson. But.. Secondary. Because we've already established who owns the stage, and it ain't the dancing girls. The boy is totally having wild hot passionate sex with the mike stand for a brief moment. I enjoy this greatly. Needless to say. There's a very sizable dance break in the middle. During which is more jaw-dropping greatness by He That Is JC. It includes a move in which he turns around, bends down, and shakes it like there is no tomorrow. And if there WERE no tomorrow, I wouldn't mind, cuz I would die happy. It was delightful. There weren't a lot of people there, and you could tell the actual fangirls. There were about... Maybe six to ten actual fangirls there. And we were all singing along. And there may have been pointing involved, because... JC? All day long we dream about sex with you... And the low growly voice you displayed in this one. Guh.
From A.D.I.D.A.S... which is an experience in and of itself, we move into..
Song We Don't Yet Have A Title For
Um... Yeah. That's my title to the song. Basic theme? You don't always get what it is you wish for. And it having been only the first time I hear the song, I honestly don't remember much about it, so much sorry there. But JC, I assure you, was hot.
After that.. lovely little foray into Erin-doesn't-know-what-to-say-about-that-one, we move to...
Build My World
JC, you have broken my heart in twain. I mean.. seriously. He was so ridiculously into this song I wanted to cry. We're talking a bit of mouthing along to the backing tracks when the situation arised. I mean.. Really. The boy looked so.. incredibly.. lost in the song. I was amazed. Positively blown away.
And of course, since we're continuing this ROLLER COASTER theme, we move from BMW to....
Some Girls
Oh my GOD, and I thought the dancing to A.D.I.D.A.S. was hot. This one... He was slinking around the dancers as smug as you couldn't BELIEVE. And again with the hips! And.... Oh! My! God! The first chorus... When he hits 'Knowing that it gets them attention..' Hand slides down chest to a direct crotchgrab-slash-thrust. Cue Erin dying. Yeah, that's what I thought. Matter of fact, all night long, he did way too much hipthrusting than is good for anyone's cardiac health. Just. Absolutely. Rocks. Seriously, if this is not officially the first single, just by virtue of seeing not only the video but the talk show rounds performances... I will bust some heads.
And so ended the actual JC set. But we're not done yet, boys and girls.
We get the return of Robin Leach! Carting out a tray of birthday cakes for Birthday Dude. And then... Remember when I said it would be important later? Out also comes our good friend Lance. With a microphone. Needless to say.. I'm a little bit dying.
JC goes onto say that they wanted to send good birthday wishes, cuz Birthday Dude's birthday is why we're all there, of course... (Well, I'm there cuz he's there, and he's there cuz it's Birthday Dude's birthday..) Apparently over the weekend, Birthday Dude was a bit miffed. JC relates this story.. 'Cuz everyone'll be here Sunday and leave Monday, and nobody's gonna BE here Tuesday..' Well.. JC wants to spread some birthday cheer. Cue the band.
DUM DA DUM DA DUM DA DA..
JC, with Special Guest Star, Lance Bass!> "TODAY IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!!!"
Erin and Lara> *die*
Yes. BOTH of them sing the Beatles birthday song for BirthdayDude.
This finishes eventually. And Robin chatters more about birthday whatever.
My eyes are on the boys. Who are hanging together and chattering and giggling about God-knows-what, and have been since Lance walked out.
Oh... And Lance! Russia SO does a body good. Oh.... And.... He had the official Goober Grin on his face for much of the time he was up there...... AND, for much of the time he was up there.. He was blithely LanceDancing. Yes. I saw the LanceDance in person, feel free to kill me. Really. After all of this, really. D-E-D.
But yeah. That's more or less the end. They invite everyone to have some birthday cake. We decline, hang out, chat, talk, gush like crazy about what just transpired, and yadda yadda.
Now!
Various Other Things And Observations
1. JC seems to have a love for air-instrumentation. Not only did he repeatedly use the air guitar, but also the air drums.
2. Remember how I spoke of a cadre of fangirls that were singing along? When you sing along.. You get eye contact. Oh.... Holy HELL, JC Chasez looked at me. Numerous times. Thank you, God, for this blessing.
3. Hips. Thrusting. Gah. Oh. And repeated running of hands through hair. Lord.
4. Although they were cracking down like mad on cameras... Lara sneaked in her mp3 player/recorder.And recorded all the singing. Including the JC/Lance duet at the end. Now... No guarantees. We were right next to the speakers, and that ish was loud, man. So they may not have turned out. But there are the proper number of recorded sound files. And if they DO turn out, cross fingers and knock on wood, you'll be able to hear 'em. More news as it comes. Update... No go on the sound files. All garbled and no worky. Sowwy. =[
5. OH MY GOD.
6. HE WAS RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!
7. There were liberal pyrotechnics throughout the set. We were close enough that they actually burned Lara's arm a bit after the first time.
8. I Love JC Chasez.
9. Want Album Now.
10. If 5 songs does this to me, I'm just IMAGINING a full JC concert. Gah.
The end. And that's the way it is.
Birthday celebration for the owner dude whose name escapes me at present, so he shall just be referred to as Birthday Dude from here on in.
To begin with.
Lara and I arrive at the Palms. And immediately go in search of where we're supposed to go to get in. There is a huge line snaking halfway around the casino. We blink, thinking... This CANNOT be our line. We ask a janitor lady. She says it's our line. We're still skeptical. Especially with people in line mentioning Puddle of Mudd. So we go to the information desk! They tell us that it's the same line. We're like.... What fucked-up person would schedule JC and Puddle of Mudd for the same event? But... We go back to the long-ass line. Which isn't moving. Even though it's WELL past the time they said doors would open. Well... A lady walks by, checking tickets for line people. And happens to mention that there's another party going on. We're all... A-HA! So we ask her. And get better directions. Like.. To the FRONT of the huge line, where there's a tiny little secondary line with about six people.
A few minutes of waiting, and we move on. A little ID checking, and we're in.
And now we get to the good stuff.
Skin is an outdoor club-type-thingie. It's basically a patio by the pool. There's a stage setup. Yay stage. Then you have the requisite Stage Fence. Then you have the line of people leaning on the Stage Fence. We're... fortunate enough to get right up behind that line of people. I look at the stage... He's going to be Right There. There.. really aren't a whole lot of people there. So we figure it'll be a while. We kinda scope out the area. Large raised glass box thingie for the VIPs. Cool. Blahdeblah.
Well, not five minutes after we arrived... the stage starts filling with smoke. And the band starts setting up. Dang, they can't be getting ready THAT quick... Hardly anyone's HERE. On a whim, I glance back at the VIP box. Who would be leaning on the rail but one Lance Bass. As I mentioned in my previous post... this becomes important. Tara's up in the box too, acourse. ;)
So! Stage is ready! Who should come walking out but the one... the only.....
Robin Leach.
Yes! The MC of this event was none other than everyone's favorite host of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous. Only in Vegas, man..
So! He starts introducing Birthday Dude. Birthday Dude shows up on stage. Birthday Dude is wearing a Massively Huge Watch. Which Robin announces was given to Birthday Dude by none other than our friend in the box Lance Bass! Yay Lance!
At any rate, Birthday Dude is shoved off the stage. Good. And, therefore, Robin introduces the one... the only.....
JC! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
JC comes out from backstage.
Wait. Let me rephrase.
JC struts out from backstage to the band playing the opening riff to BMU. Seriously. From the very beginning of the thing, he owned that stage and knew it. And HE WAS RIGHT THERE.
The ensemble? Figured you'd ask. Button down sleeveless black shirt. Greenish tannish pants that looked like leather, but might have been the light. Black loafery thingies. Wide leather wristband on right wrist. I only paid that much attention to the clothing cuz I knew y'all'd ask. *coughsnort*
And boy gets started immediately. Turns out the BMU opener is a Major Fakeout. Because we head into...
A.D.I.D.A.S.
Okay, just.... Damn. JC. Seriously. Where have you been hiding those hips? Really. Because... Really. There are a cadre of becoming backup dancer girls, including one Chantal Robson. But.. Secondary. Because we've already established who owns the stage, and it ain't the dancing girls. The boy is totally having wild hot passionate sex with the mike stand for a brief moment. I enjoy this greatly. Needless to say. There's a very sizable dance break in the middle. During which is more jaw-dropping greatness by He That Is JC. It includes a move in which he turns around, bends down, and shakes it like there is no tomorrow. And if there WERE no tomorrow, I wouldn't mind, cuz I would die happy. It was delightful. There weren't a lot of people there, and you could tell the actual fangirls. There were about... Maybe six to ten actual fangirls there. And we were all singing along. And there may have been pointing involved, because... JC? All day long we dream about sex with you... And the low growly voice you displayed in this one. Guh.
From A.D.I.D.A.S... which is an experience in and of itself, we move into..
Song We Don't Yet Have A Title For
Um... Yeah. That's my title to the song. Basic theme? You don't always get what it is you wish for. And it having been only the first time I hear the song, I honestly don't remember much about it, so much sorry there. But JC, I assure you, was hot.
After that.. lovely little foray into Erin-doesn't-know-what-to-say-about-that-one, we move to...
Build My World
JC, you have broken my heart in twain. I mean.. seriously. He was so ridiculously into this song I wanted to cry. We're talking a bit of mouthing along to the backing tracks when the situation arised. I mean.. Really. The boy looked so.. incredibly.. lost in the song. I was amazed. Positively blown away.
And of course, since we're continuing this ROLLER COASTER theme, we move from BMW to....
Some Girls
Oh my GOD, and I thought the dancing to A.D.I.D.A.S. was hot. This one... He was slinking around the dancers as smug as you couldn't BELIEVE. And again with the hips! And.... Oh! My! God! The first chorus... When he hits 'Knowing that it gets them attention..' Hand slides down chest to a direct crotchgrab-slash-thrust. Cue Erin dying. Yeah, that's what I thought. Matter of fact, all night long, he did way too much hipthrusting than is good for anyone's cardiac health. Just. Absolutely. Rocks. Seriously, if this is not officially the first single, just by virtue of seeing not only the video but the talk show rounds performances... I will bust some heads.
And so ended the actual JC set. But we're not done yet, boys and girls.
We get the return of Robin Leach! Carting out a tray of birthday cakes for Birthday Dude. And then... Remember when I said it would be important later? Out also comes our good friend Lance. With a microphone. Needless to say.. I'm a little bit dying.
JC goes onto say that they wanted to send good birthday wishes, cuz Birthday Dude's birthday is why we're all there, of course... (Well, I'm there cuz he's there, and he's there cuz it's Birthday Dude's birthday..) Apparently over the weekend, Birthday Dude was a bit miffed. JC relates this story.. 'Cuz everyone'll be here Sunday and leave Monday, and nobody's gonna BE here Tuesday..' Well.. JC wants to spread some birthday cheer. Cue the band.
DUM DA DUM DA DUM DA DA..
JC, with Special Guest Star, Lance Bass!> "TODAY IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!!!"
Erin and Lara> *die*
Yes. BOTH of them sing the Beatles birthday song for BirthdayDude.
This finishes eventually. And Robin chatters more about birthday whatever.
My eyes are on the boys. Who are hanging together and chattering and giggling about God-knows-what, and have been since Lance walked out.
Oh... And Lance! Russia SO does a body good. Oh.... And.... He had the official Goober Grin on his face for much of the time he was up there...... AND, for much of the time he was up there.. He was blithely LanceDancing. Yes. I saw the LanceDance in person, feel free to kill me. Really. After all of this, really. D-E-D.
But yeah. That's more or less the end. They invite everyone to have some birthday cake. We decline, hang out, chat, talk, gush like crazy about what just transpired, and yadda yadda.
Now!
Various Other Things And Observations
1. JC seems to have a love for air-instrumentation. Not only did he repeatedly use the air guitar, but also the air drums.
2. Remember how I spoke of a cadre of fangirls that were singing along? When you sing along.. You get eye contact. Oh.... Holy HELL, JC Chasez looked at me. Numerous times. Thank you, God, for this blessing.
3. Hips. Thrusting. Gah. Oh. And repeated running of hands through hair. Lord.
4. Although they were cracking down like mad on cameras... Lara sneaked in her mp3 player/recorder.
5. OH MY GOD.
6. HE WAS RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!
7. There were liberal pyrotechnics throughout the set. We were close enough that they actually burned Lara's arm a bit after the first time.
8. I Love JC Chasez.
9. Want Album Now.
10. If 5 songs does this to me, I'm just IMAGINING a full JC concert. Gah.
The end. And that's the way it is.
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