Wednesday, April 09, 2008

TV Tuesday On Wednesday: American Idol

The final eight chose songs that most inspired them. If you could pick from over a million songs in the world to define yourself and help propel you to the top of this competition, would any of these songs be in your top eight? I think not.

Y'all ran down my selections in the comments of last week's post. What I decided was that with mediocre talent across the board, it's hard for us all to rally around the same contestant.

My Favorites In Order Of My Preference
Syesha Mercado — I Believe
• The song is Fantasia's, and y'all know I love me some Fantasia. I like Syesha so this performance was a win-win for me.

Kristy Lee Cook — Anyway
• I like her and she's really turned in some pretty good performances lately. Here's hoping her dad she stays around for another week.

Carly Smithson — The Show Must Go On
• I liked it but the judges didn't and Simon said she might be in danger of going.

Brooke White — You've Got A Friend
• I keep waiting for a horrendous performance but it hasn't hit yet. She's consistent and I'd listen to her.

Michael Johns — Dream On
• He certainly knows what types of songs suit him. Not sure if the ascot was an Australian thing, but he needs to ditch it. He was flat.

David Archuleta — Angel
• His singing was great this week, but is anyone else getting sick of him singing Mormon-esque hymns every week? If I wanted that, I'd listen to Orrin Hatch, Larry Craig, et.al.

David Cook — Innocent
• What? Of all the songs in the entire world, you picked that?

Jason Castro — Somewhere Over The Rainbow
• I don't know which is more painful, listening to this bum "sing" or trying to pass my effing kidney stones. I decided I'd rather pass a kidney stone.

If nothing else, the dude has nerve, or he's just too stupid to be mortified. The judges loved it and now I'm convince that the whole crew is in serious need of psychiatric help. They've already posted the performance:



That's right, Jason, dreads and a ukelele have been done already. Umm, about forty years ago.

Moment of the Night
Ryan Seacrest, after Paula talking about her dogs liking Michael Johns' performance, implied that Simon's man boobs were his chihuahuas.
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4 comments:

cb said...

I missed Michael Johns, but saw the rest. I thought Syesha did the best by far. I don't know why the judges shat on her.

Fart-u-leta did decently too.

What happened to David Cook??? MAN he fucked up.

I'm getting tired of brooke's crying jags.

Why is Kristy Lee Cook still around?

Anonymous said...

I rewatched Carly and she seemed uncomfortable while performing. I'm really disliking Jason Castro to the point of mute AND fast forwarding the TiVo.

Anonymous said...

I was bored by the whole evening, not an inspired singer in the whole bunch. Sy-icka did very well,and I must give her props, even though I think she is an actress/singer and not a SINGER. David A was okay, but if I hear another Angel song or some other gushy tune about rainbows and unicorns, I will throw a brick through my tv screen. David C was horrible. Bad low register voice, shitty song choice, the note on the hand--the only thing I wanted given back was five minutes of my life. MJ picked another dusty rock song, sang by another with far more talent. Bad Choice. Dreadboy may suck, but at least he picks unusual stuff to try, and I respect that to a degree. Carly was horrible, her outfit was borrowed from a Pat Benatar video, and enough with the sleeveless tops. We all know you love your tattoo, but change up your style a bit. Brooke was disappointing, and her song would have been better with just a solo piano accompaniment. Dixie Prom Queen did her best performance yet, but still sucked. She'll wind up with a recording contract anyway, I have no doubt.

Jodi said...

I was thinking about you during Jason's performance, I even mentioned you in my review Tuesday night! I just knew you were cringing during it as I was. The boy can't speak at all. Everytime they give him the mike...he sounds like a dork.

All I have to say is poor, poor Michael Johns. Sigh.