Ai producers are making Adam Lambert happen-happen, part 7
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April 7 2011, 21:45:33 UTC
"Mr Fuller, Ashley Newton is here to see you."
Simon Fuller looked up from his laptop. It was only nine in the morning but he was already deep at work. Showbiz waited for nobody.
"Sent her in" he said, closing his recent file as he looked at the door. A moment later Ashley entered. Simon met her almost two years ago, when they started working on Cook's career but lately they haven't seen much. Simon had different interests now.
"Please, sit down" Simon said, as he called for coffee to his secretary. "So, tell me, to what do I owe you this pleasure?" he gave he a wide smile.
Ashley looked at him, scorn written all over her face. "Please, Simon, as if you don't know. Don't play dumb with me."
"Is this about Cook's album?" Simon looked at her.
"Of course it's about his album. I don't get it. Everything is ready, songs are recorded, photos takes, hell, we talked about radio ads and the drop date for the single. And now Barry says it's all delayed. What the hell, Simon?» Ashley was getting pretty pissed, almost shouting toward the end of her tirade. The secretary who brought the coffee had to look out for her flailing arms.
Simon took a sip of his coffee. He knew it would come to this, but it was still pretty small potatoes compared to the big picture. He could deal with her.
"It's simple, Ashley. I'm focusing on something else at the moment and David's album is one of the casualties." he said.
"Yeah" Ashley actually hissed. "I know all about it. It's Adam Lambert, isn't it? Glorious rock god Adam Lambert, superstar. I know what's happening, everybody does. You and Ken have some crazy idea of making Lambert into some kind of male Gaga" she was raising her voice again, red sports appearing on her cheeks. "Well, let me tell you something, Simon. Adam Lambert will never be a star that you're trying to make him into. His fifteen minutes are ticking off as we speak. You're pouring money, Dave's money, down the drain, just to make a point or something." she took a deep breath, wanting to continue but Simon interrupted her.
"Adam Lambert will happen" he intoned seriously, like priest reading the Bible. "He's a the real deal. And I would appreciate it if you kept your opinion to yourself." He took a sip of his water, although what he really wanted to do was throw it in her face. "Barry agrees with me on this and that's why he's giving me the funds."
"Funds?" Ashley screamed. "Funds? Dave earned that money. He sold million records and he brought a great deal of money to RCA. That is his money you're spending on your glittery toy. He went platinum in three months and his own fucking label won't back him up."
"Language, if you please" Simon admonished her.
"What" Ashley continued, "I can't say Adam fucking Lambert is a fucking phony? In a year nobody will even remember him. He can scream all he wants but can he stand there on the stage and play a guitar? Can he? Can he stand on the stage and accompany himself, singing a song that he wrote, every single word? He can't, can he? He's just a singer, not a serious musician and no matter how much money you throw at large, the world will recognize that."
Simon had it enough. His day way busy enough, even without crazy people coming to his office and spouting idiotic things.
"Ashely, I'm a busy man so let's conclude this meeting. The RCA's budget is going to Adam. David's album is going to be delayed, for how long I don't know, but maybe he'll get a single this summer. We'll see how Adam's tour will be shaping up. Cook is just not a priority right now" he informed he calmly.
Ashley knew there was nothing more she could say. Though, it did feel good to scream at Simon Fuller, at least. She took her purse and got up.
"Just this, Simon» she turned "don't understand this. We wrote that press release together. I really thought you were committed to Dave. And then you turn and stab him in the back. I heard about Cecile's work. I know all about it. He really had a chance for nomination and Cecile made sure to squelch it. Karma will get you, I hope." She left without another word.
Simon looked for a moment after her and then dismissed her from his mind. Who cared about David Cook? Adam Lambert was all he needed to think about.
Simon Fuller looked up from his laptop. It was only nine in the morning but he was already deep at work. Showbiz waited for nobody.
"Sent her in" he said, closing his recent file as he looked at the door. A moment later Ashley entered. Simon met her almost two years ago, when they started working on Cook's career but lately they haven't seen much. Simon had different interests now.
"Please, sit down" Simon said, as he called for coffee to his secretary. "So, tell me, to what do I owe you this pleasure?" he gave he a wide smile.
Ashley looked at him, scorn written all over her face. "Please, Simon, as if you don't know. Don't play dumb with me."
"Is this about Cook's album?" Simon looked at her.
"Of course it's about his album. I don't get it. Everything is ready, songs are recorded, photos takes, hell, we talked about radio ads and the drop date for the single. And now Barry says it's all delayed. What the hell, Simon?» Ashley was getting pretty pissed, almost shouting toward the end of her tirade. The secretary who brought the coffee had to look out for her flailing arms.
Simon took a sip of his coffee. He knew it would come to this, but it was still pretty small potatoes compared to the big picture. He could deal with her.
"It's simple, Ashley. I'm focusing on something else at the moment and David's album is one of the casualties." he said.
"Yeah" Ashley actually hissed. "I know all about it. It's Adam Lambert, isn't it? Glorious rock god Adam Lambert, superstar. I know what's happening, everybody does. You and Ken have some crazy idea of making Lambert into some kind of male Gaga" she was raising her voice again, red sports appearing on her cheeks. "Well, let me tell you something, Simon. Adam Lambert will never be a star that you're trying to make him into. His fifteen minutes are ticking off as we speak. You're pouring money, Dave's money, down the drain, just to make a point or something." she took a deep breath, wanting to continue but Simon interrupted her.
"Adam Lambert will happen" he intoned seriously, like priest reading the Bible. "He's a the real deal. And I would appreciate it if you kept your opinion to yourself." He took a sip of his water, although what he really wanted to do was throw it in her face. "Barry agrees with me on this and that's why he's giving me the funds."
"Funds?" Ashley screamed. "Funds? Dave earned that money. He sold million records and he brought a great deal of money to RCA. That is his money you're spending on your glittery toy. He went platinum in three months and his own fucking label won't back him up."
"Language, if you please" Simon admonished her.
"What" Ashley continued, "I can't say Adam fucking Lambert is a fucking phony? In a year nobody will even remember him. He can scream all he wants but can he stand there on the stage and play a guitar? Can he? Can he stand on the stage and accompany himself, singing a song that he wrote, every single word? He can't, can he? He's just a singer, not a serious musician and no matter how much money you throw at large, the world will recognize that."
Simon had it enough. His day way busy enough, even without crazy people coming to his office and spouting idiotic things.
"Ashely, I'm a busy man so let's conclude this meeting. The RCA's budget is going to Adam. David's album is going to be delayed, for how long I don't know, but maybe he'll get a single this summer. We'll see how Adam's tour will be shaping up. Cook is just not a priority right now" he informed he calmly.
Ashley knew there was nothing more she could say. Though, it did feel good to scream at Simon Fuller, at least. She took her purse and got up.
"Just this, Simon» she turned "don't understand this. We wrote that press release together. I really thought you were committed to Dave. And then you turn and stab him in the back. I heard about Cecile's work. I know all about it. He really had a chance for nomination and Cecile made sure to squelch it. Karma will get you, I hope." She left without another word.
Simon looked for a moment after her and then dismissed her from his mind. Who cared about David Cook? Adam Lambert was all he needed to think about.
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It's so sad real musicians must suffer as Simon attempts to make Adam happen happen :((
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