I'm Not Worthy! I'm Not Worthy!

Last night The Tears did an in-store performance and signing session at the Virgin Megastore on Oxford Street.

Stuart, Andreea and I moved downstairs to the basement where the stage is. I reckon about 200+ people were there. But I'm bad with numbers!

The band came on at 6pm and performed 6 tracks:

Lovers
Autograph
Refugees
2 Creatures
Apollo 13
Southern Rain

All beautifully done but Apollo 13 definitely stood out as it was beautifully sung. Bernard kicked ass during Autograph. The entire band put 100% into the show and they were all smiles and banter with the crowed. Brett was daring people to heckle "Do I scare you?" he taunted when no one did. Then someone shouted "Animal Nitrate" and I think Bernard told him, jokingly?, to fuck off.

It quickly turned into a sauna in there though. Virgin had not done a very good job of organising the event.

Rather than putting everyone in an orderly queue, they left people where they were around the stage, pushing against the barriers, and pushed open of them in the middle so that only one person at a time could squeeze through.

Lucky for us we hadn't moved to the front so we only had to waiting about 15 minutes to be let out to have our records/posters signed. We were squished in like cattle, and people were pushing and shoving. It was terribly hot and unpleasant. I pity the people who were at the back.

It was worth it though. The band were incredibly friendly. First were Will and Mako who were both very smiley and relaxed. Will is quite cute up-close.

Next Bernard, who was far more easy-going than I thought he'd be and even joked a bit with me and Andreea. Then Nathan, but I was distracted by Brett at that point. Brett was just so intense and far sexier than I ever imagined up-close and personal. He kinda scared me (those piercing eyes!) even though he was smiling at me and being very friendly and chatty.

I acted like such a dork. I couldn't maintain his eye contact. I looked away, blushed and giggled like a shy little girl. He asked me something but I can't remember what it was. I would have been so cool if he hadn't been so damned nice and sexy.

Security were trying to keep the line moving so I had to go. I said thank you, and Brett winked at me at which point I think I blushed and ran away.

I want to die. I'm 28 for god's sake. I can't believe I went to potty over a popstar.

...must...die...too...much...shame...