Wednesday, January 23, 2008

American Idol San Diego Auditions

American Idol was a major disappointment on Tuesday.

Michael Johns was nice. He looked good and he could sing.

There was a montage of badness, but apparently San Diego doesn't harbor many freaks and geeks, or they locked them up during the audition process.

Valerie Reyes believed herself to be the next American Idol having been mistaken vocally for Mariah Carey when singing in the streets. Her voice wasn't that bad, she just warbled off into some strange places while under the delusion that she was sounding like Mariah. When Simon said "Oh - My - God" she thought he meant it in a good way and she was probably going to be the next American Idol. Big Reality check for Valerie.



Monique and Christopher are buddies and the next delusionals to audition. I still can't figure out what Monique had on her feet. Lunch bags, I think. She couldn't sing, not a note. It was sad, because she really thought she could. She wouldn't stop singing, because she knew she could sing and maybe if she kept going she would hit that magic note and they'd let her go to Hollywood. After her own disappointment, she had high hopes that she'd be tagging along with buddy Christopher, but he couldn't sing either and the way he stared at the judges while singing was a little disturbing. Desperation.

Samantha Musa can sing, but her sister really knows how to work a room and how steal her pretty sister's thunder. She ended up sitting on with Simon, on his chair, and becoming the fourth judge for the audition. Samantha got four yeses and her golden ticket to Hollywood. Her sister will be there to make sure she doesn't get all the attention.

Remember Blake Boshnak, the guy that showed up a few seasons ago in the Statue of Liberty costume? Well, he's an American Idol audition pro, having auditioned 11 times. He has a decent voice, but his looks and his mother are liabilities. He just doesn't do it for the judges, who will never get past the Statue of Liberty costume he once wore and he doesn't go through.

Aleberto Hurtado was a soft spoken man with long hair and nails. I got the distinct feeling that he needed to let his inner Boy Shakira out and would be a happier person if he did so.

Another hour tonight, let's hope it's more interesting.

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