Me and Adam Levine


So, picture this: I'm 10 rows up from ice level in a stadium that sits over 20,000. All of us are there for one thing and one thing only. After suffering through two opening acts and standing in endless lineups for overpriced alcohol, the house lights dim, the screaming starts and the opening lines of the first song surround me. "I'm at a payphone trying to call home, all of my change I spent on you..."
That's right ladies, it's Adam Levine's distinctive falsetto that is filling my ears and overloading my senses. My girlfriend Becky and I join the frenzied masses, dancing, singing, and screaming along with Maroon 5 for the next hour and a half.
No one was sitting during the show. I had to take my 4-inch heels off for a couple of songs to rest my aching tootsies!
The energy of the crowd was unbelievable. The band was well-rehearsed, Adam looked gorgeous, and the crowd ate him up. He danced, he sang, he played guitar, he took a camera and filmed the band for the big screens behind them, then filmed the crowd. No profanity (other than in the lyrics) and the band thanked everyone there for waiting for them, as it had been so long between tours.
My ears were ringing; I'd lost my voice, and had the time of my life. It was worth all the effort to get tickets—the show sold out in a matter of minutes so we had to buy aftermarket—and the time to drive to the show, 5 1/2 hours from home. It was awesome!
I was curious about the review of the concert, so when I got home, I looked it up. After the fabulous time Becky and I had, and the smiles and excitement on the faces of virtually everyone else I saw at the stadium, you can imagine my surprise when I read a headline in the Calgary Herald that said: "Maroon 5 show big, empty, and calculated."
I read on in disbelief as the reviewer described the show as vapid, the band as nondescript, and Levine as having "karaoke-d his way through the forgettable schlock that Maroon 5 have made a rising-and-falling career of." He referred to the rest of the band as "Maroon Others" and said they were the musical equivalent of canned laughter, there simply to focus all of the audience love towards the "star of this particular reality sitcom."
Wow, I thought. This guy HATES Adam Levine.
Oh, but wait. He doesn't think very much of us either.

Read the entire article in the June 2022 issue of InD'Tale magazine.

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