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Two scintillating hours! While this is just as long as the two days' worth of Idol I watched last week, it seems more daunting somehow, here in one fell swoop. But Thursday I shall be completely free!
Again, Seacrest with the skinny ties. And he's gotta be simply exhausted this week due to his 7,000 gigs in the entertainment biz. Smart guy, that Seacrest, milking his 15 minutes for all they can be worth!
Dumb-ass, pointless recaps of these fools. With creepy background music sounding like T.A.T.U. by way of George Harrison.
Ace, in poorly unmatched suede. Kellie, having had a hella makeover. Elliot, unfortunately not having had a makeover but donning a white blazer. Mandisa, sweet and perky. Bucky, dog-nasty with a hideous perm. Melissa, doomed but lovely and low-cut. Lisa, cute as a button and boring. Kevin, spiky-haired and lucky as hell. Kath, not looking at the camera. Taylor, all fist-pumping and uncharacteristically calm. Paris, pretty in pink but soon to annoy me. Chris, looking exactly the same as always and wearing a shirt I'm fairly sure my husband owns.
This theme? Will kill us all. And I'm telling you right now, if Taylor does NOT sing "Superstition," I will listen to "I Just Called To Say (I Love You)" on a constant loop for all of tomorrow. No, I can't back that up.
Ace Young. "Do I Do." Eeep. He is waxing philosophical, but it is surprisingly endearing, actually. And yet … what the eff were those first three notes? At least he's lost the suede jacket. Unfortunately, he's also lost a little bit of whatever separated him from Constantine. I think he looks better in the beanie. But ladies love cool Ace, that is for sure. His voice? Among the weaker performances I've heard from him, but I think it is because he's trying to cavort around and play to the crowd too much. He definitely can sing, but is he good enough? Duh-duh-DUH! He holds up the "number 1" finger and grins like a village idiot. 'Tis okay.
Kellie Pickler. "Blame It On the Sun." The potential to be rough, so sayeth the clips with Stevie. I think I'll call her new look a "MakeUNDER," as in Underwood. Down to the curls. Okay, so she seems nervous, worried about tripping as she walks onto the stage (I'm sure singing while simultaneously descending a staircase can't be easy) and can't quite hit all the low notes, but it isn't horrific. It is, however, a snooze-fest. Randy calls it a "non-event" and I completely agree. I still like her personality, assuming it is legitimate, which I sort of doubt.
Elliott Yamin. "Knocks Me Off My Feet." How come I know none of these songs? Elliott must be the number-one Idol choice for Stevie, as the whole image problem isn't … well … so much of a problem. Yamin has taken a lesson from Ace in following the camera with the crazy eyes. Unfortunately, it has an opposite effect. El sounds a bit "pitchy" here, has too much vibrato going, and just isn't all that great. I'm wondering if the transition to the top-12, the new theater, the bigger band, etc, is really a bigger shell shock then we can even imagine. Because everyone is sort of sub-par so far. God, he needs to grow out his hair. Get the kid a weave!
Ryan seems to be working the eyeliner.
Mandisa.I've been practicing Mandi's "dog-jaw" joke of late, and believe you me, it is harder to pull off than it looks. "Don’t You Worry 'Bout a Thing." Lovely wind-swept hair, perfect makeup, slightly ridiculous dress. The whole Seacrest-as-anti-Prince-Charming was kind of sweet, if disturbing. Verse a little rocky, which I never thought I'd say. Just seemed a little too low. But she kicks it into impressive high gear halfway through, is a delightful performer throughout, and is easily the best of the night, hands down. Of course, we're only one third in, and BUCKY is next! God.
I'm thinking they may never do a Stevie theme again, as this is a relative train wreck, I'll be in the fetal position once Kevin hits the stage.
Bucky "Dirrty" Covington. "Superstition." Lord, this guy is a brain trust. Song choice …. nooooooo!!!!! Maybe Taylor can sing it too? Help? God, the hair, y'all? Is out of control. Cross Joe Elliott with Flo from Alice and there you have it. Maybe this is what it looks like when washed. Sadly, his voice is pretty good on this song. Still snarly and very 70s Southern-fried rock, but he works it somehow. Unfortunately. By the by, I read somewhere that Chris and Ace room together, as do Elliot and Taylor. So that means? What'd I tell ya. Bucky and Kevin. That's an ABC sitcom waiting to happen.
Watching this with the commercials is for the birds! And if I
Melissa McGhee. "Lately." I'm scared, because my favorite thing about Melissa is her rocker-girl vibe. She looks like she's lost about 25 pounds in the past week; I must get my hands on this dress!! Her voice is capable, pretty, fine, and boring. Better than I feared on such a power ballad outside of her comfort niche. Unfortunately, she is making faces and looking under-confident, which isn't exactly professional.
Lisa Tucker. "Signed, Sealed, Delivered." It may be fun to see Lisa sing something up-tempo. Here we go. She's wearing one of the worst elements of 1980s fashion (huge belt cinching a top) with one of the worst elements of 2004 fashion (leather, ruffled shrug!) Her voice is solid and strong but still a little boring, and her Taylor Hicks (WOO!) imitation falls a bit pitifully flat. Overall, she looks like she's having more fun than usual, and her voice is technically almost perfect, but it's still just meh. Gaw! Was that Jon Peter Lewis in the crowd? Christ on a mini Ritz.
Kevin Covais. "Part-Time Lover." Kevin really seems like a really sweet, smart, grounded, humble kid. I'm really close to tears by this whole display. But … is he balding, at 16? He and Taylor are seriously folically abnormal, guys. It ain't no thang. He needs to stop dancing immediately or I might have a heart attack. His voice is capable, but not right for this song. Too honors-choiry. And I believe he just executed a Michael-Jackson crotch grab. Please say I am wrong. Okay, I might be wrong. Finally, in the true tradition of John Stevens who slaughtered the "laaaaa! la-la-la-la-laaaaaa!" part of Crocodile Rock, Kevin ends with a sing-out of the "ba, ba, ba-ba, ba ba-da-da" instrumental. Oh, sweet Lord. Okay, Kevin should get through another two rounds or so just for standing up to Simon, even if it was fake and rehearsed. This is good television!
Katharine McPhee. "Until You Come Back to Me." Crazy-heavy formal eye shadow going on here, and a rather unflattering empire-waist Laura Ingalls dress. But her voice is so powerful and I envy her skills sincerely. This song is a little catchy, though I can't say that I've ever heard it. Great control at the end as the song dissolves into silent lucidity.
Taylor "Puffy Witter" Hicks. "Living For the City." Well, looks like a long-ass day ahead of me tomorrow. Is his hair feathered? Is he wearing pin-stripes? The Michel McDonald transformation is nearly complete! He, also, appears to have dropped weight like Nicole Ritchie over the past week. The vocals are pretty good, the performance strong. This song? Sucks. Not Taylor's fault; Bucky bogarted his rightful choice, and that's a damn shame. But the crowd! Is going! Wild! Ace is so toast. I just think he's crazy likeable, and I don't get what Joe and Jacob on TWoP are so salty about.
Paris Bennett. "All I Do." I'm thinking Paris might be losing it completely. And by "it," I mean "the will to live." She looks like a completely different person from weeks ago, and it has been a gradual descent into madness. Stevie compares her to Fantasia. Dude, that isn't a compliment. Okay … now out on the stage she's much lovelier and I would like to borrow her spunky pink jacket and shoes. Her voice is great, and she's a decent enough performer, but she doesn't stand out among the masses, when compared with Mandisa, and Kath, and even Kellie. On second thought, I don't need the jacket. Okay, she just really fucking annoyed me with that serenade of Ryan.
Chris Daughtry. "Higher Ground." Stevie eloquently sums up Chris's voice as "clear but raspy." Keeping your rock edge, Chris, through the widest of loopholes. Very well played indeed. He rocks the mic stand so earnestly, less irritatingly than Bo, somehow. Man, he's great. Solid as a rock. Why, oh why, do I only have him in the final two in my pool! Damn you, Ace, getting me with the George Michael lo so many weeks ago!
Who I'm voting for? I know this whole voting thing shouldn't ultimately be about reverse-reverse psychology, but it is. Who will get the fewest votes? Who will get the fewest votes because people think they will safely have the most votes? Who do I like the best? That said, I'm guessing each week that I'll try to vote for my favorite of the night and someone who I enjoyed, but think may be in trouble. So this week my fingers will work for Chris/Katharine (who I thought were equally awesome) and Elliot, who was great, but forgettable. Kevin, forgive me. Melissa, I can only dial so much while watching Boston Legal.
Who's gone? Clearly, Bucky and Melissa were the least favorites heading into tonight. And Kevin is a troubled, troubled soul. But Elliott wasn't terribly memorable, and I've always worried if his fan base is loyal.
Again, Seacrest with the skinny ties. And he's gotta be simply exhausted this week due to his 7,000 gigs in the entertainment biz. Smart guy, that Seacrest, milking his 15 minutes for all they can be worth!
Dumb-ass, pointless recaps of these fools. With creepy background music sounding like T.A.T.U. by way of George Harrison.
Ace, in poorly unmatched suede. Kellie, having had a hella makeover. Elliot, unfortunately not having had a makeover but donning a white blazer. Mandisa, sweet and perky. Bucky, dog-nasty with a hideous perm. Melissa, doomed but lovely and low-cut. Lisa, cute as a button and boring. Kevin, spiky-haired and lucky as hell. Kath, not looking at the camera. Taylor, all fist-pumping and uncharacteristically calm. Paris, pretty in pink but soon to annoy me. Chris, looking exactly the same as always and wearing a shirt I'm fairly sure my husband owns.
This theme? Will kill us all. And I'm telling you right now, if Taylor does NOT sing "Superstition," I will listen to "I Just Called To Say (I Love You)" on a constant loop for all of tomorrow. No, I can't back that up.
Ace Young. "Do I Do." Eeep. He is waxing philosophical, but it is surprisingly endearing, actually. And yet … what the eff were those first three notes? At least he's lost the suede jacket. Unfortunately, he's also lost a little bit of whatever separated him from Constantine. I think he looks better in the beanie. But ladies love cool Ace, that is for sure. His voice? Among the weaker performances I've heard from him, but I think it is because he's trying to cavort around and play to the crowd too much. He definitely can sing, but is he good enough? Duh-duh-DUH! He holds up the "number 1" finger and grins like a village idiot. 'Tis okay.
Kellie Pickler. "Blame It On the Sun." The potential to be rough, so sayeth the clips with Stevie. I think I'll call her new look a "MakeUNDER," as in Underwood. Down to the curls. Okay, so she seems nervous, worried about tripping as she walks onto the stage (I'm sure singing while simultaneously descending a staircase can't be easy) and can't quite hit all the low notes, but it isn't horrific. It is, however, a snooze-fest. Randy calls it a "non-event" and I completely agree. I still like her personality, assuming it is legitimate, which I sort of doubt.
Elliott Yamin. "Knocks Me Off My Feet." How come I know none of these songs? Elliott must be the number-one Idol choice for Stevie, as the whole image problem isn't … well … so much of a problem. Yamin has taken a lesson from Ace in following the camera with the crazy eyes. Unfortunately, it has an opposite effect. El sounds a bit "pitchy" here, has too much vibrato going, and just isn't all that great. I'm wondering if the transition to the top-12, the new theater, the bigger band, etc, is really a bigger shell shock then we can even imagine. Because everyone is sort of sub-par so far. God, he needs to grow out his hair. Get the kid a weave!
Ryan seems to be working the eyeliner.
Mandisa.I've been practicing Mandi's "dog-jaw" joke of late, and believe you me, it is harder to pull off than it looks. "Don’t You Worry 'Bout a Thing." Lovely wind-swept hair, perfect makeup, slightly ridiculous dress. The whole Seacrest-as-anti-Prince-Charming was kind of sweet, if disturbing. Verse a little rocky, which I never thought I'd say. Just seemed a little too low. But she kicks it into impressive high gear halfway through, is a delightful performer throughout, and is easily the best of the night, hands down. Of course, we're only one third in, and BUCKY is next! God.
I'm thinking they may never do a Stevie theme again, as this is a relative train wreck, I'll be in the fetal position once Kevin hits the stage.
Bucky "Dirrty" Covington. "Superstition." Lord, this guy is a brain trust. Song choice …. nooooooo!!!!! Maybe Taylor can sing it too? Help? God, the hair, y'all? Is out of control. Cross Joe Elliott with Flo from Alice and there you have it. Maybe this is what it looks like when washed. Sadly, his voice is pretty good on this song. Still snarly and very 70s Southern-fried rock, but he works it somehow. Unfortunately. By the by, I read somewhere that Chris and Ace room together, as do Elliot and Taylor. So that means? What'd I tell ya. Bucky and Kevin. That's an ABC sitcom waiting to happen.
Watching this with the commercials is for the birds! And if I
Melissa McGhee. "Lately." I'm scared, because my favorite thing about Melissa is her rocker-girl vibe. She looks like she's lost about 25 pounds in the past week; I must get my hands on this dress!! Her voice is capable, pretty, fine, and boring. Better than I feared on such a power ballad outside of her comfort niche. Unfortunately, she is making faces and looking under-confident, which isn't exactly professional.
Lisa Tucker. "Signed, Sealed, Delivered." It may be fun to see Lisa sing something up-tempo. Here we go. She's wearing one of the worst elements of 1980s fashion (huge belt cinching a top) with one of the worst elements of 2004 fashion (leather, ruffled shrug!) Her voice is solid and strong but still a little boring, and her Taylor Hicks (WOO!) imitation falls a bit pitifully flat. Overall, she looks like she's having more fun than usual, and her voice is technically almost perfect, but it's still just meh. Gaw! Was that Jon Peter Lewis in the crowd? Christ on a mini Ritz.
Kevin Covais. "Part-Time Lover." Kevin really seems like a really sweet, smart, grounded, humble kid. I'm really close to tears by this whole display. But … is he balding, at 16? He and Taylor are seriously folically abnormal, guys. It ain't no thang. He needs to stop dancing immediately or I might have a heart attack. His voice is capable, but not right for this song. Too honors-choiry. And I believe he just executed a Michael-Jackson crotch grab. Please say I am wrong. Okay, I might be wrong. Finally, in the true tradition of John Stevens who slaughtered the "laaaaa! la-la-la-la-laaaaaa!" part of Crocodile Rock, Kevin ends with a sing-out of the "ba, ba, ba-ba, ba ba-da-da" instrumental. Oh, sweet Lord. Okay, Kevin should get through another two rounds or so just for standing up to Simon, even if it was fake and rehearsed. This is good television!
Katharine McPhee. "Until You Come Back to Me." Crazy-heavy formal eye shadow going on here, and a rather unflattering empire-waist Laura Ingalls dress. But her voice is so powerful and I envy her skills sincerely. This song is a little catchy, though I can't say that I've ever heard it. Great control at the end as the song dissolves into silent lucidity.
Taylor "Puffy Witter" Hicks. "Living For the City." Well, looks like a long-ass day ahead of me tomorrow. Is his hair feathered? Is he wearing pin-stripes? The Michel McDonald transformation is nearly complete! He, also, appears to have dropped weight like Nicole Ritchie over the past week. The vocals are pretty good, the performance strong. This song? Sucks. Not Taylor's fault; Bucky bogarted his rightful choice, and that's a damn shame. But the crowd! Is going! Wild! Ace is so toast. I just think he's crazy likeable, and I don't get what Joe and Jacob on TWoP are so salty about.
Paris Bennett. "All I Do." I'm thinking Paris might be losing it completely. And by "it," I mean "the will to live." She looks like a completely different person from weeks ago, and it has been a gradual descent into madness. Stevie compares her to Fantasia. Dude, that isn't a compliment. Okay … now out on the stage she's much lovelier and I would like to borrow her spunky pink jacket and shoes. Her voice is great, and she's a decent enough performer, but she doesn't stand out among the masses, when compared with Mandisa, and Kath, and even Kellie. On second thought, I don't need the jacket. Okay, she just really fucking annoyed me with that serenade of Ryan.
Chris Daughtry. "Higher Ground." Stevie eloquently sums up Chris's voice as "clear but raspy." Keeping your rock edge, Chris, through the widest of loopholes. Very well played indeed. He rocks the mic stand so earnestly, less irritatingly than Bo, somehow. Man, he's great. Solid as a rock. Why, oh why, do I only have him in the final two in my pool! Damn you, Ace, getting me with the George Michael lo so many weeks ago!
Who I'm voting for? I know this whole voting thing shouldn't ultimately be about reverse-reverse psychology, but it is. Who will get the fewest votes? Who will get the fewest votes because people think they will safely have the most votes? Who do I like the best? That said, I'm guessing each week that I'll try to vote for my favorite of the night and someone who I enjoyed, but think may be in trouble. So this week my fingers will work for Chris/Katharine (who I thought were equally awesome) and Elliot, who was great, but forgettable. Kevin, forgive me. Melissa, I can only dial so much while watching Boston Legal.
Who's gone? Clearly, Bucky and Melissa were the least favorites heading into tonight. And Kevin is a troubled, troubled soul. But Elliott wasn't terribly memorable, and I've always worried if his fan base is loyal.
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