The suspense to find out who the next American Idol would be, was almost too much.The show opened with Randy saying “Dude, I think it’s going to be a hot night”. He thinks he’s Paris Hilton. Everything is hot.
Gwen Stefani did her favorite song from her new CD. It was dreadfully dull, but she sang it while dressed up as a strawberry truffle, which was rather interesting. A truffle with black stockings and high heels.
Kelly Clarkson came out and shouted out a song. Thigh High boots were not a smart choice.
They did the Golden Idol Awards and Margaret Fowler won the first one. She was there in her oversized Tweety Bird outfit. They gave her much too much air time the first time.
What happened to Constantine Maroulis? Didn’t the dude used to be hot?
David Hasselhoff was smiling.
Up for the next Golden Idol award was the Best Buddies Award. We all knew who would win, and it wasn’t going to be Simon and Ryan or the tramp sisters, Antonella and Amanda. It was good to see Jonathan Jayne and Kenneth Briggs again. Okay, it was really creepy to see them again, although Jonathan seems like a nice kid having a good time. Kenneth is Circus material. X-Files Circus material. Ryan says that American Idol sponsored a Bush Baby at the Milwaukee Zoo under the name of Simon. That’s kind of funny if it’s true. They have a Bush Baby at the Milwaukee Zoo, but no mention on the zoo's website of it being named Simon.Ryan gave Jordin and Blake keys to their brand new Ford Mustangs.
The suspense was really getting to me. Who would win?
Carrie Underwood slowed down the pace with another boring song. At some point she was dressed as a moth.
Clive Davis came out and said that American Idol was a franchise and the contest was a sham and it didn't matter who won, because even an a conceited asshole like Chris Daughtry, who was voted off before Elliot Yamin, can come in and knock the current Idol, Taylor Hicks, right out of the playing field by selling a bazillion records against the two records Taylor Hicks sold. Or something like that.
He talked about Fantasia and the camera focused on Smokey Robinson. I guess when Smokey wears a pair of earrings, he’s a dead ringer for Fantasia.Then there was Sanjaya backed up by Joe Perry. The little girl who cried was in the audience. She was crying. Maybe because she knew she was the butt of so many jokes, or perhaps they just pepper sprayed her again.
Green Day was more boring than the boring acts before them. They sang Working Class Hero and the lyrics to the song were:
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Taylor Hicks. Smooth. He looked good and I woke up a bit.Jordin finally got to sing with someone who made her look normal sized. I had no idea Rubin was so huge. I wanted to see him stand next to Blake.
The suspense was unbearable.
Bette Midler. Oh my. She sounded like an old lady. Okay, she’s 60 something, but you don’t expect someone heading to Vegas to take over from Celine to sound like an old lady, you know? That little twirl of the leather skirt was scary, not sexy.
Talking of Scary, Randy and Paula danced to Wind Beneath My Wings.
Kelly Clarkson came out and shouted out Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Heartclub Band.
Carrie Underwood sang She’s Leaving Home wearing a dress she must have borrowed from Haley Scarnato’s wardrobe.
Cool commercial for the movie Transformers. I want to see it. I wanted to see it that very minute instead of the watching Idol. I have to wait until July.
It finally gets to the end of the show and we hear the judges opinions one more time for no particular reason.
Simon goosed Paula. Why? Because he can.
I need to know who won!!
The winner is Jordin. I am shocked, just shocked. Oh wait, I’d already checked the results before I watched the show. There was no suspense. Only dullness and boredom.Blake is relieved that he’s not the one who’s first hit song is going be “This is My Friggin’ Now”.
Jordin sings it.
Group Hug. Shows Over.
This is My Now. That song won the songwriting competition? If the winner of American Idol is the contestant who was able to sing the sappy song the best, it will be Jordin. Poor Blake did his best, but damn, that song was awful. AWFUL. Cringe-worthy.
Not much to say about American Idol, since most of this weeks show was showing us what we watched last week. The best thing about American Idol at this point is that it's almost over. I am glad Blake Lewis is still in the running, but I'm clueless as to why LaKisha is still there.
Haley always seemed like a beauty pageant contestant who happened to wander into the wrong television program. I think her skimpy outfits were her downfall, although being in the top ten and on the American Idol Tour isn't much of a fall. I don't think Haley was getting the female vote. It's one thing to know you are sexy looking and have a good time with it, it's another thing to flaunt it and look smug about it, which is where Haley crossed the line. I guess she figured no one would notice her singing performance if they were distracted, but the obvious distraction ploy became annoying.
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Yes, it happened to me. Last year my favorite, from the beginning, was Taylor Hicks. A big plus for me was that I found him entertaining. Sanjaya is no Taylor Hicks, but he is…….. well, Sanjaya. I am both entertained and amused. I laughed throughout his entire performance on Tuesday night and then laughed some more at Randy Jackson, who is always amused by Sanjaya.
Sanjaya was in the top three last night, along with Jordin and LaKisha. This is wrong. And it’s even more wrong for me to say this, but something bothers me about LaKisha. It bothers me more than Melinda’s neck, or lack thereof, and that something is LaKisha’s face. She looks like if she had to chew gum and think at the same time, the gum would fall out of her mouth, know what I mean?
The bottom three: I keep waiting for Phil to shine, but he teeters between steamy crooner and creepy psycho guy. I’m always on the fence about him. Hayley, well she’s playing the T and A card still and needs to go home. Gina is out, no surprise. I was always so distracted by the tongue stud that I couldn’t tell you if she could sing or not.
Chris Sligh goes home and I'll bet when he gets there he'll just crawl into bed and sleep for a few days, which is pretty much how I feel just watching the damn show. Each week Chris seemed to have less energy and he chose a high energy song to sing and failed to keep up with the tempo.

So what did you think of “Ashley”, the little drama queen who cried through the entire show? Maybe she was overwhelmed in the beginning, being there and seeing it all up close and personal, but then she became a prop. One they worked in Sanjaya’s favor.
Sanjaya. You’ve got to give the guy credit. He knows he’s not still in the running because of his vocal talent, but he’s got appeal in that
Lulu and Peter Noone were delightful guests and so unpretentious, but it was the awesome Blake Lewis who made the show worth watching last night. He chose Time of the Season. His
Who is the “cocky SOB” Sundance referred to in a
Sanjaya sings better than Diana Ross sang last night. After the big Vegas entrance, she delivered a big let down in her performance. Check out “
What a weird Idol it was last night. Diana Ross said that Sanjaya was “Love” and Simon called Diana Ross a “Whale”.
Wait, what? Oh, a “wail” in Beverly Hills. Okay, whatever. He finished off with:
Sundance “Pubic Chin” Head was voted off – if we had to be stuck with a weird little dude, I’d have preferred him over Hula Boy.
Damn. Not only do we have to put up with her again next week, but Sanjaya is still on Idol. How is that possible? He's a sweet kid, but everything about him bugs me. How many teeth do they have between them? Too many.
None of the women are stand outs as Idols. Leslie Hunt is the only truly unique one of the bunch, but she’s a little odd, in a deranged kind of way. She sang “Feeling Good” and the a cappella opening was promising, but then she got that look in her eyes, started scatting and then morphed into “Crazy Leslie”.
Nope, still a bunch to weed through. The guys were pretty good last night, my favorite still being Blake Lewis. I even lightened up a bit toward Chris Sligh, who dedicated “Trouble” to his wife. Sanjaya was the weakest link and I'm sure this is his last week on Idol.
I'm not even sure I can sit through another minute of American Idol this week. I might just watch CSI instead. Gil Grissom is back, so it'll be the real deal. I've already cheated and looked at the results of tonight's American Idol elimination show. If you want to sit through your fifth hour of Idol tonight, then
I'm losing interest already. This part of American Idol is never my favorite, but I'm not really partial to any of the contestants this year.
The Bitches of Idol. Who are they? The delusional dilettantes Amanda Coluccio and Antonella Barba. I thought that Baylie Brown had a real shot at being the next American Idol, but being paired up with "best friends" Amanda and Antonella did not bode well for her future.
Maybe Baylie needed a little humbling. At 16 years of age, with beauty and talent, she was ripe to become an unbearable diva, but now that she's had a reality check, I'm hoping she's the wildcard they bring back into the competition.
That’s just nasty! I think we could have done without that close up last night. As if it wasn’t bad enough that Jasmine Holland was showing off things she shouldn’t have been showing off for the viewing public, she sounded terrible and had a nasty attitude to go with the look.
Then there was Jacob Tutor who had a disturbing Charles Manson quality about him. Simon said he should have been singing his chosen song in a “very dark room”. Perhaps to his latest victim.
No time for a full Idol update this week.
Who can blame Simon Cowell for being a bit on the pissy side these days? He was part of a television program about finding great talent in America, but with every passing season, it goes further down the road of exploiting the mentally ill for our viewing amusement and since that interprets to ratings, it's not likely to change.
Poor little Nakia wanted her trip to Hollywood, she had to go to Hollywood so as to not let down her family and friends. If she just hadn't sung that second song so badly, she might have got the pity vote that day.
Sarah Goldberg is not a well person. She knows she can't sing, but she's willing to be taught. The judges don't grasp her concept. She turns scary - scarier.
Darwin (Misha) Reedy. At 27 years of age, she resembles someone's eccentric old auntie, someone who has long ago gone to seed and whose large, pendulous, sagging breasts swayed around beneath the wrinkled satiny blouse while she did an impersonation of Ben Stein doing the Pussycat Dolls "Don't Cha". I cringed. I actually felt sorry for Simon who did seem to try and control his horror. Don't even get me started on her mother, who obviously never had that all important mother-daughter conversation about the benefits of a good brassiere. Shame on you lady!