It's that time again. I'm gearing up to watch the show I love to hate. The best part of American Idol is the bad, the painful and the ugly tryouts, before it gets to the long and dreary road of choosing which one of the contestants will go on to stardom.... or not.
Do you even remember any of the contestants who were in the final twelve last year? I had forgotten most of them, until going back through some old posts.
Why does this show even exist? It's not like someone woke up some day and said "you know what this world has a shortage of? Celebrities. We need more." It's just a money making venture, purely that and nothing else and it really doesn't pretend to much more than that. Undoubtedly they will dig Clive Davis up again this year just reassure you that the show is about units, units and more units. Nothing more.
I have not had the urge to buy a record, go to a concert or make any kind purchase when it comes to American Idol winners. I checked out Taylor Hicks book and CD from the library, but that's about it. I'm more interested in the book he'll write 20 years from now and the CD lacked soul. Perhaps now that American Idol has cut him loose from his record contract, he'll make some real music.
Seems Idol has been doing a clearing of their stables; Taylor Hicks, Ruben Studdard and Katharine Mcphee have all parted ways with their record labels.
Or maybe they are just discarding the old and making room for the next batch of hopefuls.
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