- JEFF ELBEL / FOR THE SUN-TIMES
- Adam Lambert is almost as fabulous as Brian May’s hair.
A few years ago, when Queen—which presently consists of guitarist Brian May and drummer Roger Taylor—toured with Bad Company lead singer Paul Rodgers, the whole affair felt sort of like a nonevent. I don’t have anything against Paul Rodgers insofar as there’s nothing, like, fundamentally wrong with him, but I heard a rumor that they would occasionally play Bad Company songs on that tour, including but not limited to bluesy biker-bar-jukebox jammer “Can’t Get Enough,” and I’m afraid I don’t have any use for that at all.
By the fourth song, “Fat Bottomed Girls,” he was good and loose. You know when Freddie instructs, “Get on your bikes and ride”? Lambert went with, “Now all you fat-ass bitches out there, get on your bikes and ride,” which might’ve sounded crass had it not come from a man who wears glitter eyeliner. He really hammed/glammed it up for “Killer Queen,” which he performed from a chaise lounge at the tip of the stage’s protrusion. “Hey, Chicago. Look at my couch,” he said, “It’s really butch.” He was being facetious.
