DEACON'S 1ST - I'd love to put our Queen/Vegas-related pictures together, even, and get a whole pile of pics on that site. I'm trying to contact a few people who were at the premiere and concert, who also hung out with the boys. Know Lisa? I'm trying to track her down. She's got some pictures of me. Tonight's presidential debate is quite interesting. John Kerry's doing a great job of making the most powerful man in America look like a complete ass.
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DEACONS 1ST - Send me a link to your review, if you would. I've scanned the WWRY site, and either can't access it or am just not looking in the right place.
Hi Jordy
Hey, i'm really happy to hear that you are serious about setting up a Vegas Premeire Experience Website!!
This will ROCK!!!!
Here is the site address to where my review is on the official WWRY Message Forum.
http://wwry.queenonline.com/viewtopic.php?t=9990&start=30
If the above does not work...here's the info to find my comments:
Again, you want the WWRY Message Forum...click WWRY America then find the topic "Opening Night...from the INSIDE" On page 3 is my review. Scroll down halfway, and look for my pink John Deacon photo avatar and you have found it!
Good luck! I have just posted some smiley faces to move the thread up to the top...if you move quickly, you should find the thread easy now!
Let me know how you do!
Oh, and unfortunately i did not have a camera with me that night. I assumed that such things would not be allowed so did'nt bother.
Silly me!
And i don't think i know a Lisa...i know a Linda though that was there that night...
Jordy, any chance you could share some more of your Brian experience stories here? I want to hear MORE!!
Hey, i'm really happy to hear that you are serious about setting up a Vegas Premeire Experience Website!!
This will ROCK!!!!
Here is the site address to where my review is on the official WWRY Message Forum.
http://wwry.queenonline.com/viewtopic.php?t=9990&start=30
If the above does not work...here's the info to find my comments:
Again, you want the WWRY Message Forum...click WWRY America then find the topic "Opening Night...from the INSIDE" On page 3 is my review. Scroll down halfway, and look for my pink John Deacon photo avatar and you have found it!
Good luck! I have just posted some smiley faces to move the thread up to the top...if you move quickly, you should find the thread easy now!
Let me know how you do!
Oh, and unfortunately i did not have a camera with me that night. I assumed that such things would not be allowed so did'nt bother.
Silly me!
And i don't think i know a Lisa...i know a Linda though that was there that night...
Jordy, any chance you could share some more of your Brian experience stories here? I want to hear MORE!!
And here I was talking about a tribute band. Lucky bastards. :)
DEACONS 1ST - Thanks for then link. I ready your review - right on target. I completely agree with everything you had to say, and experienced the same feelings. Paris Las Vegas was the most surreal, entertaining and fabulous experience I've ever had. Of course, I'll post my Brian experiences here. The first experience is rather short. Just the same, here is how I came to meet Brian. My best friend Sarah and I arrived at Paris early Tuesday, the day before the premiere. We had stayed at Circus Circus on Monday - the whole time I was there, I just wanted to get to Paris. Once I did get there, like you, I was pleasantly surprised to hear Queen in the elevator. I decided right then that I was in my element - that there had to be more Queen dorks hiding, somewhere. I unpacked, got settled into my room then walked with Sarah to the WWRY store. Everything I saw, I bought. I couldn't resist the new Live At Wembly DVD, the shot glasses, postcards - all that Queen shit! I bought everything I could get my hands on. So, I walk up to the cash register, arms full of Queen. Sarah is beside the register, looking at rather tacky Queen bracelets. Brian May walks in, takes a postcard off the rack, then strolls over to the register - right beside me. I poked Sarah as hard as I could and said, "Jesus fucking Christ, that's fucking Brian May." Sarah was stunned - I was paralyzed. Brian was out of the store in a flash. I ordered Sarah, "stay here. Watch my stuff." I followed Brian out. Brian was walking so fast, that I had to run after him. At this point, I looked like a deranged man hunting down Brian May. I chased him nearly to Bally's, well past JJ's Boulangerie and all the other restaurants. Brian had stopped to chat with a couple and their children. While he was paused, I ran as fast as I could. He only chatted with the couple for a moment, then began walking again. At this point I yelled, "hey, Brian" and waved, as if we were old friends. Brian gave me a confused look, waved back and kept walking. I was hell-bent. I walked right up to him and said, "Brian... I just adore your music." I didn't know what else to say. I couldn't process words in my head, I couldn't encapsulate every single thing I'd ever dreamed of saying to Brian May. Brian replied, "thanks, but I'm in a bit of a rush - later." I had an internal freak-out. Total overload. I ran back to the WWRY store as fast as I possibly could, so I could tell Sarah that I had met Brian. I went straight to the payphones after I paid for my stuff, so I could call every single person I've ever known, to let them know that my life was complete - I had met one fourth of Queen.
Ok, so I've been drinking. Thanks for THE link and I READ the review. There. Perfect English always.
Hi everbody I was also in Vegas for the week of the 3rd to 10th September with my husband and 20 or so Queen Fans from uk.
It was and i think will always be a very special event, its gonna take sumthing bloody fantastic to top it lol
I got pic's of brian and roger and i could not beleive i was really there, we all stayed up till bout 5 that morning just going over the show and after show party bit by bit hour by hour sad no were not just very happy Queen fans
It was Fantastic, dont let anybody say any different!!!!
luv
kathy
x
It was and i think will always be a very special event, its gonna take sumthing bloody fantastic to top it lol
I got pic's of brian and roger and i could not beleive i was really there, we all stayed up till bout 5 that morning just going over the show and after show party bit by bit hour by hour sad no were not just very happy Queen fans
It was Fantastic, dont let anybody say any different!!!!
luv
kathy
x
JORDY...my man, thanks for the story of how you first met Brian! Wow, i loved reading about your adventures...now you MUST PLEASE CONTINUE!!!
Tell me all about what happened at Le Cage!! I am drooling in anticipation.....i await your words!
To KATHY....Hey!! So glad to here you all had a absolutley brillaint time at the Vegas Premeire as well!! How wonderful you were able to join us!! Wish i met you while i was there!
NEXT TIME Queen play, right??? First pint is on me!
Tell me all about what happened at Le Cage!! I am drooling in anticipation.....i await your words!
To KATHY....Hey!! So glad to here you all had a absolutley brillaint time at the Vegas Premeire as well!! How wonderful you were able to join us!! Wish i met you while i was there!
NEXT TIME Queen play, right??? First pint is on me!
KATHY - Did I sit beside you and your husband at the premiere, per chance? Row J? White canvas pants, tight burgundy shirt, Birkenstock clogs - asked if there was anything I could get you from the bar? DEACON'S 1ST - Ok, here goes...
Le Cage 9.07.04 - How I met Brian May
I flew from North Carolina to Las Vegas, Nevada specifically to meet Queen - or, at least, some of Queen. I knew from the moment I arrived at Paris that I'd have to be dilligent in tracking down the appropriate connections in order to do so. Naturally, like most of the fan club, I assumed that Roger and/or Brian would attend the fan club meeting on Tuesday. Being an American fan club member, however, I didn't have a pass so it really didn't matter one way or another. Early Tuesday evening, I marched around Paris looking for anyone who looked like a Queen fanatic - I found Linda in a Breakthru t-shirt, sitting at Le Cage with her friend Cheryl. I walked right up, sat down without asking and fired up conversation. I quickly realized that they were, indeed, in the fan club and were going to the gathering at the theatre lobby. I pressed them for information - were there any Queen sightings? Has anyone hung out with them? Yes, the night before, at Napoleon's. I knew I had missed my chance. Goddamn me, for staying at Circus Circus on Monday night. I asked Cheryl and Linda if they knew of anyone who had a pass -
they didn't. Shortly after, they left to join the fanclub at the gathering. I sat at Le Cage, pissed off knowing that all the other hardcore Queen fans were hob-knobbing with Brian and Roger at the bar. 10 minutes into sulking, Cheryl comes out and says, "I think we've got a pass for you." They introduce me to Lisa, who has a pass for sell. Her boyfriend wasn't able to attend, thank God, so I got his pass and went on into the fanclub gathering. Brian and Roger didn't show, of course, but I did meet Jacky, who was very kind (though brief). I wanted her to know exactly who I was and that I was more than interested in going to the premiere's after-party the next night. She replied, "so does everyone else in the world." Bam. Shot down. Little did I know, I'd made the most important connection I'd make during the entire Vegas experience. I think Jacky saw my enthusiasm because - long story short, she gave me a ticket to the premiere and a pass to the after-party (after "winning" a "guess which number Jacky's thinking of" lottery). So, after the fanclub gathering, I am beyond disappointed. As nice as it was to meet a whole boatload of other Queen fans, I sincerely wanted to be there just to meet Brian and Roger. So, the evening continues. My best friend Sarah, who joined me in Vegas, was not interested in going down to Le Cage, where I was told a bunch of people from the fanclub would be gathering late Tuesday night. I got to Le Cage around 11:00, after drinking heavily just hours before. Linda and Cheryl are there, as is Lisa and a few other folks. I hung out with Mark - from Alabama, Suzanne - from Ohio and Tom and his wife - both from Liverpool, England. We all sit around in anticipation, hoping that Brian and/or Roger pop in for a second night of drinks at the bar. So, we sit around and drink. We sat around and drink more. We drink and drink and drink, until I am completely out of my head. Jacky sits down with a few important-looking people at about 1am. Within the next hour, Brian casually strolls into the bar and sits down beside her. At this point, I am completely and utterly freaking out. I start taking picture after picture of him. Suzanne does the same. Tom says, "he's not a fucking animal in a zoo - let him be!" I ignore Tom and have another bourbon drink, then continue taking pictures. Brian is not at all social, at first, sort of hiding out in the corner with Jacky. I reluctantly run to the elevators to get my mint-quality original copy of Queen II - reluctantly, because I consider the fact that Brian may be gone by the time I get back down to the bar. He was there still, however. I walked up to his table, cigarette and drink in hand. I put my album down in front of him and sit down - again without asking. I said, "Brian, y
I flew from North Carolina to Las Vegas, Nevada specifically to meet Queen - or, at least, some of Queen. I knew from the moment I arrived at Paris that I'd have to be dilligent in tracking down the appropriate connections in order to do so. Naturally, like most of the fan club, I assumed that Roger and/or Brian would attend the fan club meeting on Tuesday. Being an American fan club member, however, I didn't have a pass so it really didn't matter one way or another. Early Tuesday evening, I marched around Paris looking for anyone who looked like a Queen fanatic - I found Linda in a Breakthru t-shirt, sitting at Le Cage with her friend Cheryl. I walked right up, sat down without asking and fired up conversation. I quickly realized that they were, indeed, in the fan club and were going to the gathering at the theatre lobby. I pressed them for information - were there any Queen sightings? Has anyone hung out with them? Yes, the night before, at Napoleon's. I knew I had missed my chance. Goddamn me, for staying at Circus Circus on Monday night. I asked Cheryl and Linda if they knew of anyone who had a pass -
they didn't. Shortly after, they left to join the fanclub at the gathering. I sat at Le Cage, pissed off knowing that all the other hardcore Queen fans were hob-knobbing with Brian and Roger at the bar. 10 minutes into sulking, Cheryl comes out and says, "I think we've got a pass for you." They introduce me to Lisa, who has a pass for sell. Her boyfriend wasn't able to attend, thank God, so I got his pass and went on into the fanclub gathering. Brian and Roger didn't show, of course, but I did meet Jacky, who was very kind (though brief). I wanted her to know exactly who I was and that I was more than interested in going to the premiere's after-party the next night. She replied, "so does everyone else in the world." Bam. Shot down. Little did I know, I'd made the most important connection I'd make during the entire Vegas experience. I think Jacky saw my enthusiasm because - long story short, she gave me a ticket to the premiere and a pass to the after-party (after "winning" a "guess which number Jacky's thinking of" lottery). So, after the fanclub gathering, I am beyond disappointed. As nice as it was to meet a whole boatload of other Queen fans, I sincerely wanted to be there just to meet Brian and Roger. So, the evening continues. My best friend Sarah, who joined me in Vegas, was not interested in going down to Le Cage, where I was told a bunch of people from the fanclub would be gathering late Tuesday night. I got to Le Cage around 11:00, after drinking heavily just hours before. Linda and Cheryl are there, as is Lisa and a few other folks. I hung out with Mark - from Alabama, Suzanne - from Ohio and Tom and his wife - both from Liverpool, England. We all sit around in anticipation, hoping that Brian and/or Roger pop in for a second night of drinks at the bar. So, we sit around and drink. We sat around and drink more. We drink and drink and drink, until I am completely out of my head. Jacky sits down with a few important-looking people at about 1am. Within the next hour, Brian casually strolls into the bar and sits down beside her. At this point, I am completely and utterly freaking out. I start taking picture after picture of him. Suzanne does the same. Tom says, "he's not a fucking animal in a zoo - let him be!" I ignore Tom and have another bourbon drink, then continue taking pictures. Brian is not at all social, at first, sort of hiding out in the corner with Jacky. I reluctantly run to the elevators to get my mint-quality original copy of Queen II - reluctantly, because I consider the fact that Brian may be gone by the time I get back down to the bar. He was there still, however. I walked up to his table, cigarette and drink in hand. I put my album down in front of him and sit down - again without asking. I said, "Brian, y
Holy Crap Jordy!! What a amazing story man!! Was Jacky and Brian REALLY that toasted by 6 am?? I can't imagine Jacky being wasted...Brian , Yes!!
So THEN what happened????
I MUST HEAR MORE!!!
Don't take this the wrong way mate, but you were a little, um, rude with Brian but we forgive you.
So THEN what happened????
I MUST HEAR MORE!!!
Don't take this the wrong way mate, but you were a little, um, rude with Brian but we forgive you.
DEACONS 1ST - Were there that night, at Le Cage? If so, holy shit! Did I do more than what I mentioned in the story? Was I really that rude? I mean, I know my recollections of that night sort of infer that, too...
9.8.04 - The Premiere
The next morning, I woke up as hungover as a person could possibly be. I walked down to Le Cage and sure enough, people from the fanclub were still hanging out. Mark, from the Brian May crowd the night before, walks up and sort of gives me the evil eye. Everyone else was either really hungover and grouchy, or just grouchy to me. Who knows? I made an ass of myself, I admit. I got away from there in a hurry and went to JJ's Boulangerie for a croissant. Sarah had left Vegas by this point, so I decided not to do anything entertaining at all and instead take a nap in my room, which was 2774 - right over the pool area, with Queen's stage in full view. I was pleasantly surprised to hear and watch rehearsals for the concert out of my window. Most of the day is a blur - I went shopping, at some point and took yet another nap. When I woke up for the third time, it was time to hunt down Jacky. I desperately wanted passes to the aftershow, whether I got into the premiere or not. I found her in the lobby, with most of the fanclub huddled around her. I explained to her that I was from the American fanclub and that I didn't have a pass and that I really, really, really wanted one. Her response was quick - "so does everyone else." When a few people dissapated, Jacky pulled me over to the side and said, "hey, do you want a ticket to the premiere?" Of course I did. "Don't tell anyone I gave this to you - I mean it." The premiere was wonderful. I passed Eric Idle from Monty Python in the lobby, Robin Leach was sipping a drink not far from me and Brian and Roger walked by a couple times I caught just a glimpse of Robert De Niro. I eventually took my seat in the theatre. I had watched the musical the night before, so I wasn't really that geared up about it until I felt the vibe from the rest of the audience. You could just feel the excitement from all the Queenies.
After the musical, I was told that everyone would be meeting at Le Cage before heading off to the after-show party and concert. Some of the UK club had tickets, most of the Americans didn't. Two other couples and myself hoovered around Jacky, waiting to see if she'd cave and admit that she did, indeed, have extra tickets. When the majority of the crowd disappeared, Jacky said, "ok, I have two tickets with two 'invited guest' passes - two people didn't show. We'll do a little lottery here. I'll pick a number between 1 and 100 and whoever guesses the closet number wins." The husband of the couple to her left one the first ticket. I knew I absolutely had to get the second one. "Ok, let's go again for the second ticket", she said. "Guess a number between 1 and 50." 25, I knew it. It's always 25. I said just that. "Yep, that's it. He hit the nail right on the head", Jacky said. She handed over the pass and ticket. I headed straight for the elevator. I got to the third floor pool area about 20 minutes before Queen played, just in time to see Roger and Brian make handprints for the Hollywood Rock Walk. After a photo shoot, they walked off and disappeared. Just a few minutes later, Brian comes on stage, has a few words, then tears into the intro to "Tie Your Mother Down". Just about everyone around me is completely freaking out. I quickly made my way to the front and then cautiously made my way up to the very front row. The concert was astounding. I enjoyed Meatloaf and the other guest singers quite a bit, but I was really hungry for Brian and Roger performing. Watching Brian play his red special 15 or so feet away from me was just about the most surreal and simultaneously pleasant experience I've ever had. Roger was amazing, as expected. I thought hearing him sing the line, "been a long time since you rock and rolled" was about as appropriate as could be. They sure as hell rocked that night.
The next morning, I woke up as hungover as a person could possibly be. I walked down to Le Cage and sure enough, people from the fanclub were still hanging out. Mark, from the Brian May crowd the night before, walks up and sort of gives me the evil eye. Everyone else was either really hungover and grouchy, or just grouchy to me. Who knows? I made an ass of myself, I admit. I got away from there in a hurry and went to JJ's Boulangerie for a croissant. Sarah had left Vegas by this point, so I decided not to do anything entertaining at all and instead take a nap in my room, which was 2774 - right over the pool area, with Queen's stage in full view. I was pleasantly surprised to hear and watch rehearsals for the concert out of my window. Most of the day is a blur - I went shopping, at some point and took yet another nap. When I woke up for the third time, it was time to hunt down Jacky. I desperately wanted passes to the aftershow, whether I got into the premiere or not. I found her in the lobby, with most of the fanclub huddled around her. I explained to her that I was from the American fanclub and that I didn't have a pass and that I really, really, really wanted one. Her response was quick - "so does everyone else." When a few people dissapated, Jacky pulled me over to the side and said, "hey, do you want a ticket to the premiere?" Of course I did. "Don't tell anyone I gave this to you - I mean it." The premiere was wonderful. I passed Eric Idle from Monty Python in the lobby, Robin Leach was sipping a drink not far from me and Brian and Roger walked by a couple times I caught just a glimpse of Robert De Niro. I eventually took my seat in the theatre. I had watched the musical the night before, so I wasn't really that geared up about it until I felt the vibe from the rest of the audience. You could just feel the excitement from all the Queenies.
After the musical, I was told that everyone would be meeting at Le Cage before heading off to the after-show party and concert. Some of the UK club had tickets, most of the Americans didn't. Two other couples and myself hoovered around Jacky, waiting to see if she'd cave and admit that she did, indeed, have extra tickets. When the majority of the crowd disappeared, Jacky said, "ok, I have two tickets with two 'invited guest' passes - two people didn't show. We'll do a little lottery here. I'll pick a number between 1 and 100 and whoever guesses the closet number wins." The husband of the couple to her left one the first ticket. I knew I absolutely had to get the second one. "Ok, let's go again for the second ticket", she said. "Guess a number between 1 and 50." 25, I knew it. It's always 25. I said just that. "Yep, that's it. He hit the nail right on the head", Jacky said. She handed over the pass and ticket. I headed straight for the elevator. I got to the third floor pool area about 20 minutes before Queen played, just in time to see Roger and Brian make handprints for the Hollywood Rock Walk. After a photo shoot, they walked off and disappeared. Just a few minutes later, Brian comes on stage, has a few words, then tears into the intro to "Tie Your Mother Down". Just about everyone around me is completely freaking out. I quickly made my way to the front and then cautiously made my way up to the very front row. The concert was astounding. I enjoyed Meatloaf and the other guest singers quite a bit, but I was really hungry for Brian and Roger performing. Watching Brian play his red special 15 or so feet away from me was just about the most surreal and simultaneously pleasant experience I've ever had. Roger was amazing, as expected. I thought hearing him sing the line, "been a long time since you rock and rolled" was about as appropriate as could be. They sure as hell rocked that night.
Fab Jordy....you were very lucky getting in. The Management of the Show released several additional tix for the Queen Fans as they were impressed with the positive responses and reactions they gave the show the night before the premiere. There were some invited guests that did'nt show, so this is how many US Fans ended up getting in to the show and the Afterparty.
And no, I missed out on the Le Cage insanity on the night of the 7th....i flew in and arrived at the Paris at about 9pm which was really midnight to me due to the time difference. I was too pooped to party...i was wiped from the 8 hour flight!! I went straight to my room and crashed. I did however ntice a huge crowd at Le Cage though...the thought did cross my mind as to what was going on, but i did'nt see any Queen gear on anyone so wrote it off as some business convention gathering or something. Little did i suspect what was about to go down later on!!
Any more adventures you can share with us about your Vegas excursion? Did you meet up with Brian or Roger during or after the Party? Love to hear these tales....anyone else care to add their stories????
And no, I missed out on the Le Cage insanity on the night of the 7th....i flew in and arrived at the Paris at about 9pm which was really midnight to me due to the time difference. I was too pooped to party...i was wiped from the 8 hour flight!! I went straight to my room and crashed. I did however ntice a huge crowd at Le Cage though...the thought did cross my mind as to what was going on, but i did'nt see any Queen gear on anyone so wrote it off as some business convention gathering or something. Little did i suspect what was about to go down later on!!
Any more adventures you can share with us about your Vegas excursion? Did you meet up with Brian or Roger during or after the Party? Love to hear these tales....anyone else care to add their stories????
oh lord it was you!
he really was pissed off ya know
he really was pissed off ya know