When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are, your dreams come true.
Especially if that star is Adele.
Maybe it is because you have a natural talent for it or maybe her songs have touched you too deeply. But whatever the reason, imagine that you have spent countless hours studying a singer’s mannerisms and performances and became proficient enough at imitating them that you could attempt to make a living out of it.
Then at an audition, you are backstage waiting for your turn and chatting to your fellow impersonators about her new album. One says she is taking her time with it, another talks about her taking her shoes off at Royal Albert Hall. Someone, the moody one, starts showing nerves.
You finished your turn and are seated with the others, watching the rest of the performances. The last one comes on. She’s the nervous one and misses her cue. You feel bad for her. She starts again and when she sings the first line, a familiar voice fills the theatre. One you have spent a lot of time listening to.
By the second bar, you are clutching the arms of the people beside you and soon the entire row of impersonators are in various stages of disbelief. Then a mischievous smile cracks that moody facade and as she kicks off her shoes and hits those notes, there is no doubt that the real deal is singing live in front of you.
As I watched the BBC video of a disguised Adele infiltrating and finally performing for a bunch of Adele buffs, it made the fan in me faint with pleasure. What wicked humour. What a delightful surprise.
The impersonators start singing along, clapping and laughing and crying. And Adele sings to them quietly, “I could make you happy, make your dreams come true. Nothing that I wouldn’t do, to make you feel my love.”
For a fan to have spent time with your idol, conversing and interacting normally without being starstruck or self-conscious. To have that idol sing to you, personally, just a few feet away. To be a key part of one of her indelible performances. What a dream come true.
And for this lovely treat, as SNL would say, “Thanks, Adele.”