When Adam Lambert first started his performance at the American Music Awards, I thought they were trying to downplay his gayness again by having him drag a woman around like a caveman. I was totally proven wrong at the 1:10 mark. The cameraman must have had a heart attack when that happened.
As for the backup dancer, he probably would have never thought he’d be stuffing his face in Adam Lambert’s crotch when he first got into the business. That must have been a little piece of heaven right there. I can’t imagine the conversation between the dancer and the choreographer. Dancer: “You want me to pretend to give Adam Lambert a blowjob? And this will be live on stage, publicly broadcast to all of America and will most likely wind up on YouTube?” Choreographer: “Look, do you want to be a fucking backup dancer or not?!”
