
Some people have more lives than a cat and one of those people is Kristy Lee Cook. She's been in the bottom every week since the live shows started and she's still managing to stick around despite having little talent and no discernible personality. Plus, she sold her horse to get to her audition. She has no heart! Anyway, after yet another of those hilariously underrehearsed and umcomfortable group medleys, Ryan called the Idol kids over to their seats one by one. Luckily, our favourites were safe: the hormone-popping and lip-moistening David Archuleta, sweaty Austraian jock Michael Johns, "wholesome" Brooke White and a few others that I no longer care about.
That left Carly Smithson, Amanda Overmyer and, of course, the ubiquitous Kristy Lee Cook in the bottom three. I can understand Kristy and Carly being in the bottom three, but Amanda? The three didn't have to go through the torture of singing their songs again though, as the results show was padded out with Kellie Pickler singing her "Red High Heels" song and footage of Fantasia Barrino and Elliot Yamin in Africa.
Ryan told Carly that she was safe and Carly totally overacted with this big "are you kidding me?" routine. I'm liking her less and less each week, there's something I can't quite put my finger on that I don't like about her. There's definitely something fake and forced. So, that left Amanda and Kristy and we were all expecting Kristy to finally be put out of her misery (and us!) but it wasn't to be. America decided that is was Amanda's turn to get shitcanned. Oh, I was so disappointed to see one of the liveliest contestants go instead of Kirsty, that soulless stale lump of Wonderbread. As Mr T would say: "I pity the foos!" 
Friday, 21 March 2008
American Idol - the final ten - The Beatles week part two
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Friday, 14 March 2008
American Idol - the first cut from the final twelve!
The show kicked off with another of those hideous group medleys that I love to watch as everyone is so clearly hating every second and barely rehearsed. It was a Beatles/Lennon/McCartney medley so of course I thought it was awful and, as if that wasn't bad enough, Ryan announced that since "Idol" had received so many calls and emails this week, it had been decided to do a second week of Lennon/McCartney songs. Oh, sweet lord Jesus on a stick! I just want the embarrassment of Country week or Latin week and bored celebrity mentors.
After much winding up and torturing of the Idol kids, Ryan finally got around to announcing the bottom three this week. All our favourites were safe: Brooke, sweaty Michael, little gay David and Amanda. They did something odd though as each of the bottom three, Syesha Mercado, David Hernandez and Kristy Lee Cook had to sing their songs again. Yeah, that's right, the first time wasn't bad enough, we had to suffer through it all again. At least Kristy Lee Cook had the manners to apologise for making us sit through her car wreck hillbilly number a second time: "'Sorry you gotta hear it again!''.
It did seem pointless though as it's not as if the second performance made any difference to the voting, it must've been just to pad out the show in the absence of having a mentor this week who's only there to plug their new album. Oh, and by the way, what the hell was all that nonsense with Jim Carrey? He was in a goddamn rabbit suit and on to plug some stupid film that's coming out I think, but he was just annoying. Oh, speaking of annyoing, did you spot Sanjaya and his trampy sister in the audience?
Anyway, Ryan let Syesha off the hook first and let her go sit down with the Idol kids were good this week, so it was down to David Hernandez and Kristy Lee Cook and the one to go was David! Yes, our favourite ex stripper for the gays got canned. Wait a second, someone got less votes than the soulless bored-looking hootenanny Kristy? We have to suffer yet another performance from her next week?
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Wednesday, 12 March 2008
American Idol 2008 the final 12 - Lennon/McCartney week!

Ok, so now the fun really starts! I love when the live shows start as it means that the dead wood has been eliminated (well, mostly.. I'm looking at YOU, Kirsty Lee Cook!) and we can just sit back and enjoy our favourites and wish bad thins upon the ones we don't like. American Idol has made a big ol' fuss about how this year the contestants are the most talented ever and Ryan has also made a huge deal about how they've finally gotten clearance to use songs from The Beatles. Oh dear, I never did like them. I know I'm going to get crucified for that remark, but I've never actually enjoyed them, even though I can appreciate their cultural importance. Anyways, let's see who manages to screw it all up tonight!
Syesha Mercado drew the short straw and was on first and sang Got To Get You Into My Life. Randy thought she was "pitchy" and Paula thought she "looked fantastic" so no change there. Although you have to admit that she's a very good singer, I didn't feel that the connected with the song at all. In her taped bit before singing, she went on about how she's love acting but she didn't bring any emotion to her performance tonight, she kinda just stood there and yelled her way through. A good big ol' voice (as Randy would say) but no heart. Not tonight anyway.
Chikezie Eze said he's was going to "put his own funk" on She's A Woman and he sure did! Now, I haven't liked Chikezie at all over the last few weeks. I found him subdued, lacking in confidence and predictable in his performing. But tonight, he surprised all of us with his remarkable turn tonight. Starting off a bit hillbilly, Chikezie had this astonishing energy throughout his song and showed a very different side of himself. I loved this and I so didn't expect to.
Ramiele Malubay made an awful song choice with In My Life. She's very pretty and she has a good voice, but this was dire! Paula gave her usual back-handed compliment of "You look lovely tonight. You look really pretty!" but Simon summed it up with his caustic comment: "I was bored to tears throughout the entire song from the awful standing on the stairs to the dreary song choice. Forgettable, boring, and I expect a lot better from you." That Simon doesn't mince his words does he?
Jason Castro sang If I Fell which I've never heard before but I liked it a lot even though I could've done without the stupid audience clapping. Jason looks kinda funny don't you think? I mean, he's handsome but his mouth is sorta goofy and out of control sometimes as if he's stoned or medicated. Maybe he is! Anyway, I liked this and I like Jason's soft voice and simple presentation. By the way, I've seen some shirtless photographs of Jason from his MySpace or Facebook or whatever and you know what, he's pretty ripped beneath the awful dreads and the "vintage" waistcoats.
Carly Smithson revealed that her roomate during the show is Amanda Overmyer. OMG could you imagine what it must be like sharing a room with her? Carly sang Come Together or, rather, she yelled her way through the whole damn song as usual. Don't get me wrong, I know she's got a very good voice but does she really have to grimace and gurn through everything? The judges all liked it though.
Ugly little David Cook came on next and sang a hideous RAWK version of Eleanor Rigby which I hated but the judges loved. I realise that he brought a lot of energy to it and it's always good for these Idol kids to bring their own personality to their cover versions, but there was way too much potato-faced yelling in this for my taste and don't get me started on the hair!
Brooke White sang a traditional version of Let It Be with no bells or whistles and it really worked for her. She's another one that I really didn't like at first but what I do like about her now is her ability to connect emotionally with the songs she's singing and the way she expresses the lyrics.
Before singing, David Hernandez talked about how he was going to be "working the stage" and I have to admit that I immediately thought about his days as a stripper in a gay bar. I mean, he's gonna know some good moves right? Anyway, it wasn't good, David was frantic and he'd made a horrible choice of song I Saw Her Standing There and there was lots of eyebrow movement and mincing about (he's gay, right?) but ultimately it was just weak and not particularly pleasant to watch.
Ah, my favourite girl Amanda Overmyer was up next. I adore her, she makes me smile each she comes on, she's fun and ever so Country. When talking about her song choice she said: "this was the first that I heard it". She sang You Can't Do That with her usual Amanda spin and it was wonderful. Like Simon, I didn't quite understand all the words but when a performer is this electric it doesn't really matter. I love, love, love her.
Sweaty Australian hunk Michael Johns sang Across The Universe and he was good but a little subdued. He still managed to have his usual "glow" at the end even though he just stood still during his song. He's definitely got sweating issues. The judges had a good moan that it wasn't exciting enough, but I think he'll stick around for a good few weeks.
Unlike bloody Kristy Lee Cook. Oh, I hate this one! I didn't even want to watch her effort this week but since I'm blogging it I forced myself. Luckily, she gave one of the most hilariously godawful performances I've ever seen in the Idol finals so I doubt we'll have to suffer her much longer. She sang this terrible hillbilly version of Eight Days A Week and to add insult to injury she looked bored throughout the whole mess. Afterwards, poor Paula just mumbled "I didn't get it, I didn't get it!" and Simon said it was horrendous and said she "sounded like Dolly Parton on helium!" Oh, she is so going to get shitcanned this week.
Last up was David "you can Only vote for him, You can't actually adopt him" Archuleta who sang a very misjudged Stevie Wonder version of We Can Work It Out. Ok, we all love David but he forgot the words! Plus, what's all the lip moistening? I swear his tongue slips out between each line. Yeah, I admit that it's a little bit horny to watch on but it's also very distracting. Anyway, despite the balls up this week, I reckon he's pretty safe based on his strong performances over the past weeks.
So, who's going to go? That Kristy Lee Cook, that's who! Oh, there's simply no justice if that dumb soulless bimbette doesn't get canned this week. I'm so convinced she'll go that I'm not even going to bother suggesting anyone else. Oh, by the way, don't you think that Ryan looked rather lovely in his skinny suit and tie this week?
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Friday, 7 March 2008
American Idol - the top eight girls!

I'm gonna own up to something right now, I'm just not feelingthe Idol girls this year. Last year I had Melinda and LaKisha to coo over, but this year they've pretty much all left me lukewarm and the guys are easily more exciting to watch.
Asia'h Epperson was up first and she sang Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody". Oh no, Asia'h! She was one of my favourites but she's gone and committed the Idol sin of singing a Whitney song with no hope in hell of ever being remotely as good. These girls have been told each week to stay clear but they still think they know better. She wasn't exactly awful at the song, but she'd tempted the Idol Gods and she's so going to get shitcanned this week as punishment for doing a Whitney/Celine/Mariah song two weeks in a row.
Kady Malloy is one of the winsome blondes left with zero personality that I can never tell apart and she sang Queen's "Who Wants To Live Forever" or rather, she murdered it. I don't think a single note was in tune. She was as bad as Jessica Simpson only much, much worse. She's got "your Idol journey ends here" written all over her this week.
One of the girls that I do love and adore this year is the fabulous Amanda Overmyer who sang Joan Jett's "I Hate Myself for Loving You". This year's badass snarled her way through this song with all the hillbilly lesbo chic should could muster and it was dreamy. Simon picked it as his favourite performance of the evening and I'd have to agree. The funny thing was though that Amanda didn't crack a smile at all and her face looked like a slapped arse. Lighten up, girl!
Carly Smithson sang the Cyndi Lauper version of Roy Orbinson's "I Drove All Night" and, even though I still don't like her, she did a good job and I've always liked that song. I just wish she wouldn't open her mouth so much, I feel like I have intimate knowledge of her tonsils. Paula came up with: "Your face is beautiful, I like your hair. You are like a dependable dog!" Christ, Paula is fucked this season. First, we had the "colours" she kept seeing, then the "textures", now they're animals?
Kristy Lee Cook was the second bland blonde up and she sang Journey's "Faithfully". Oh sweet Lord Jesus, this was miserable. Kristy tried to give this a Country spin but her voice was all over the place and, ultimately, she's just forgettable and I doubt she'll scrape though. Oh, I remember who she is now, she's that bitch who sold her favourite horse to pay for her to get to her audition.
Ramiele Malubay sang Phil Collins' "Against All Odds" and although she sang well enough, I find Ramiele a bit bland. I don't feel that she connects with her songs, she just learns the words then stands up there and belts them out without involving herself in the lyrics. Oh, but Paula came up with some good shit:
"''Aww. You have such a beautiful face, and I...there's such an innocent, pure voice that comes out of you, and I love it when you go from that....You have a lot of col...— I'm not gonna say 'colors' — you have a lot of texture. The textures of your voice are...I didn't mean that. I meant 'mutts' ...not...never mind. Ramiele, it's all about you. I love you all. And I love mutts, too. Whatever. Look, I gotta tell you... I'm gonna pull you right back in. Ramiele, you deserve to be in the top 12.'' I'll have whatever Paula's on.
Brooke White was next and she really surprised me by singing a truly excellent version of Pat Benatar's "Love Is a Battlefield", simplyaccompanied by an acoustic guitar. The arrangement worked brilliantly and Brooke really seemed to emotionally connect with the song and made herself stand out from the other blondes. I haven't really cared for her previously, but this changed my view of her.
Syesha Mercado sang the second Whitney Houston song of the show "Saving All My Love For You". Can't we get Whitney/Celine/Mariah songs banned from the Idol? These young inexperienced girls have no business trying to attempt these big songs and they ought to be put out of their misery and so should we! i like Syesha but I don't know if she'll manage to escape the Whitney curse.
So, who's gonna go? Um, I reckon it'll be Syesha or Asia'h with either Kristy or Kady. It's been a black girl and a white girl each week so I don't see any change this week, do you?
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Thursday, 6 March 2008
American Idol - the top eight guys!

We're down to the final eight guys and this week's theme was the eighties. Luke Menard was first up and he sang Wham's "Wake Me Up Before You Go Go". Well, I say 'sang' but I should say that he murdered it, draining all the life and fun out of the song with his limp rendition. He's so going to get shitcanned this week. Luke puzzles me as he sings and performs in a campy manner, but he's just too dull to be gay. Anyway, he won't be sticking around to bother us much longer.
Unlike David "You can only vote him, you can't actually adopt him" Archuleta who sang Phil Collins' "Another Day in Paradise". It's hardly worth even trying to give an opinion about little David as he's so obviously going to win. He's cute, charming with an aw-shucksy personality that the voters will eat up and he sings on pitch each time. Unless he really screws things up, he's got the competition sewn up.
Oh, oh, it was Danny Noriega next! Danny came out and fanned the flames of faggotry by singing a bizarre version of Soft Cell's "Tainted Love". The arrangement was all a bit hoochie mama, like he was doing a burlesque act and, as if he doesn't get enough attention as it is, Danny put in some purple streaks in his hair to match his top. Such a little queen! Randy just didn't know what to make of it all, Paula said she admired him for being himself (i.e. being obviously gay) but Simon bitched that is everything about him tonight was horrible. Our Danny just rolled his eyes at that and snapped: "Whatever!" hand gesture included.
Ex gay bar stripper David Hernandez sang "It's All Coming Back to Me Now" and he did his Eartha Kitt routine as usual. What's with all the eye rolling and the come-hither looks at the camera? He should just come out and sing "Just An Old Fashioned Girl" and be done with it. 
Australian jock Michael Johns sang Simple Minds' "Don't You (Forget About Me)" and although he was far from brilliant, his confidence and likeability should see him through to the last twelve next week. The rocker with the bad hair David Cook sang a rawk version of Lionel Richie's "Hello" and, although I'm going to hate myself for saying this, it was actually very good. Sure, he looked as dopey and boring as ever, but if you closed your eyes it became quite good.
Jason Castro was the highlight of the evening for me with his beautiful interpretation of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah". There's a calmness about Jason that's very pleasing to watch and his vocals were simple and spot on. I still want to chop off that damn hair though. Last up was Chikezie Eze who sang Whitney Houston's "All the Man That I Need" with the obligatory change to the lyrics. Now, Chikezie clearly tried his best but this song was way too big for him. What is it I always say? Don't sing a Celine/Mariah/Whitney song unless you want to get your ass kicked! Will these kids never learn?
So, who's gonna go? Well, Luke obviously, then either Chikezie or, and this pains me, Danny Noriega. I like Danny a lot but even I'm not going to defend his hoochie mama performance tonight!
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Saturday, 1 March 2008
American Idol - the second cut!

After another one of those hideous group medley routines that the Idol kids squirm their way through, we got down to business with some eliminations. First off was lounge singer Jason Yeager who had grinned his way through "Long Train Running" this week, totally ignoring the lyrics and guess what, he did the exact same thing again after his elimination which just goes to show you that some of these Idol kids learn nothing.
The next elimiination was a surprise as it was Alexandrea Lushington! She went through the motions with her song and little David Archuleta was upset and had to be comforted. Luckily, girly man Luke Menard was on hand to do this then Alexandrea went over after she'd finished. Poor David!
The next elimination was the highlight of the show. It was down to Kady and Alaina and Kady obviously thought she was going but it was Alaina. Well, Alaina totally freaked out, whimpering "I can’t sing!" which for some reason made me laugh. I guess I'm just a mean old mofo! Anyway, she didn't want to sing at first and Ryan said that she didn't have to but it looked like Asia'h went up to her and said something like: "Girl, there's thirty million people watching, you are going to sing!" I'm guessing, but that was the general vibe so Alaina did the right thing and for the second time thirty million people sat through her murderous rendition of "Hopelessly Devoted to You."
The last guy to get shitcanned this week was Robbie Carrico. He's that ex-boyband member who briefly dated Britney Spears but now has gone all rock & roll with bandanas and long wig and stuff. When asked by Ryan what went wrong could only offer: I think it was a bad song choice, and I think I could have done it better." No shit, Robbie!
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American Idol - the top ten girls!

Continuing the theme of “What People Would Be Surprised to Know About Me” Carly Smithson revealed that she works as a bartender in an Irish Bar and loves housekeeping. Sure, she's got a husband with tattoos all over his face but that's the most interesting thing she could come up with. Anyway, she sang “Crazy On You” by Heart and although she managed to keep in tune (she's a seasoned pro, why wouldn't she keep in tune?) she just yelled and yelled her way throughout every song. I know she's Irish but I'm not feeling the love yet.
Syesha Mercado revealed that she has done a lot of commercials in Miami then sang a tepid version of “Me And Mrs. Jones” by Billy Paul. Her first mistake was to change to lyric so it was "Me and Mr Jones. How I wished that she just left the song as it was and lezzed it up a bit like Janet Jackson did when she covered Rod Stewart’s “Tonight’s the night” on the “Velvet Rope” album. It would've been more interesting at least, as it was this was fairly forgettable.
Brooke White blabbed on about she went to Beauty school. Now, that is a surprise as, looking at her, I would NEVER have guessed that Brooke went to Beauty school. Oops! My arm is hurting so I'm in a bitchy mood today. Anyway, Brooke sang “You’re So Vain” by Carly Simon playing her guitar and sitting on a stool, performing an entire verse without the band. She was surprisingly good and although she didn't change the arrangement at all and pretty much just sang it the same way as Carly Simon, it still worked and made her stand out from the other soulless blondes left in the top ten girls.
Ramiele Malubay talked about how she used to Polynesian dance as a child. Christ, they're really scraping the barrell with this "surprise fact" theme this week. Ramiele sang “Don’t Leave Me This Way” by Thelma Houston but, although she clearly has a great voice, she just seemed reserved throughout the whole thing and never really let rip and that's a song that you need to commit to.
Kristy Lee Cook revealed that she is a tomboy and that she loves getting dirty. I think she's realised that her voice isn't up to scratch so this was an attempt to sex things up. I didn't work though. She sang “You’re No Good” by Linda Ronstadt but it was as dreary as ever. Oh, this is the bitch who sold her favourite horse to go to her audition. How come she’s still here? I hate her!
Amanda Overmyer was up next and she said that her surprising fact is that she is a bookworm however by this she means that she likes biographies of Rock stars. I dunno, maybe for her that's literature. Amanda sang “Carry On My Wayward Son” by Kansas but OMG our Amanda was totally out of key during the whole damn song. Not as bad as Sundance Head last year, but getting there. I wish she would’ve chosen a different genre of song, maybe a Donna Summer disco number. I love her hillbilly lesbian chic though and super crazy black and white hair. Awful performance but she's memorable and I so want to see her through to the last few.
The only surprising fact that Alaina Whitaker could come up with is that she doesn’t like the food on her plate to touch the other food. WTF? How about the fact that this tuneless bitch managed to get into the last twenty four of Idol without being able to keep in tune? Alaina struggled her way through “Hopelessly Devoted To You” by Olivia Newton-John which should have been a good choice. I love, love, love Olivia Newton John and I wish that some of these girls would follow her example and sing with her simplicity rather than trying to wring a dozen notes out of every syllable. Alaina sang the whole thing out of key and totally murdered this. She’s so going to get shitcanned this week.
Alexandrea Lushington's surprise fact was that she was a poster child for the Atlanta Fire department as her dad worked for them. She sang “If You Leave Me Now” by Chicago – I loved this but the judges thought she was boring. I also loved her CND earrings. She's fun and I'd like her to go through to the finals.
Kady Malloy said that sings Opera in the bathroom. Maybe she should've sung Opera tonight. Her version of “Magic Man” by Heart was as forgettable as her. Simon said he’d never heard of the song and I haven’t either. Actually, my flatmate and I sat through most of the songs tonight commenting that we’d never heard them before. Kady is the girl who manages to do an amusing impersonation of Britney Spears but has no personality of her own when she gets up on stage to sing. She's not going to stick around.
Asia’h Epperson revealed that she was a cheerleader as her surprise fact then sang "All By Myself" by Celine Dion – note to the female contestants: please don’t attempt a Celine/Whitney/Mariah song. If you were good enough to tackle their songs then you wouldn’t be in this competition, you’d already be having hits, so stop! Anyway, Asia'h did what she could and I like her a lot, but she's got to choose less ambitious songs and, by the way, what was with the weird eighties' outfit this week. I haven't seen a girl looking like that for years!
So, who's gonna go? Well, I'd be happy to see a couple of those godawful blondes off the show, wouldn't you?
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American Idol - the top ten guys
Tonight’s preshow taped bits feature the theme of “What People Would Be Surprised to Know About Me”. The producers are doing all they can this year to rip out any trace of a personality from these kids. First up was Michael "I'm a jock" Johns who sang Fleetwood Mac's “Go Your Own Way". He wasnt really very good and struggled with some of the notes but he’s a fit Australian jock, what’s not to like? He'll stick around for a few more weeks. Only teenage girls and gays watch this show so he's going to be fine.
In his taped piece, Jason Castro looked just about as awkward as he possibly could and said that he hates doing interviews. He still knows how to work the audience when singing though. He chose “I Just Wanna Be Your Everything” by Andy Gibb which I've never heard before and I didn't like but this guy's clearly going to go through. He just needs to get those nasty white dreads cut off and he'd be just peachy.
Luke "I'm in an acappella group" Menard minced his way through “Killer Queen” by Queen. It pretty much sucked but at least he sang it like a queen. Robbie "It's not a wig!" Carrico sang Hot Blooded” by Foreigner. As I was watching him my mind starting drifting. I think it was the hair. That's a wig, right? It's all matted and the parting isn't normal. Anyway, both were forgettable and I can't see either getting into the final twelve.
Oh, my favourite Danny “whatever!” Noriega was up next. He sang “Superstar” by The Carpenters. I adore Danny, I adore his campy fanning the flames of faggotry, his diva snaps, his Jane Fonda “Klute” shag, I adore everything about him and I so want him to progress until the latter stages. I also loved that he sang this song completely seriously and without any kind of ironic wink to the audience. He understood the lyrics and connected with the song.
Simon liked it too: “This was better, not a fantastic vocal…but you stand out in the crowd, you’re interesting…you look great on camera.” Simon knows a good gay when he sees one. Danny admitted that Simon was right about last week’s performance of “Jail House Rock” and he admits that he wishes he hadn’t given him the snaps and sassy head shake. I don't know, I'd rather liked that little burst of 'tude.
David "I used to strip in gay bars" Hernandez said that his surprise fact was that he did gymnastics when he was a little kid and won prizes but that he was embarrassed about wearing the little gym outfits. I think he’s over that now. David sang “Papa was a Rolling Stone” by the Undisputed Truth and, although he's good, I feel that he tries way too hard and sings several notes where one will do. He should simplify his presentation and find a way of showing more skin. Hey, it's a competition remember. And stop with the Eartha Kitt stuff!
Jason "I have blond frosted highlights" Yeager sang “Long Train Running” by the Doobie Brothers and smiled all the way through this song which is about Miss Lucy who lost her home and her family and she won't be coming back. Jason, that's not a cheerful song! If ever there was an example of a singer who was totally disconnected from their song, this was it. Simon said: “Last week was boring, this week it was just awkward and ordinary…and that horrific ending, I don’t know what you were doing there…it was like you were drunk at a party…I’m quite disappointed.” Oh, he's so gonna go this week, he's on Simon's shit list!
Chikezie Eze sang “I Believe to My Soul” by Donny Hathaway. Is it just or is Chikezie shrinking? I know he's not the skinniest guy but there's less and less of him each week. Anyway, Chikezie gave a much better performance than last week, he stayed on pitch and even managed a couple of hip thrusts for the ladies.
David "I like crossword puzzles and word searches" Cook“ sang “All Right Now” by Free playing electric guitar. It wasn't bad but I'm just not getting David. He's a bit aloof and doesn't really seem that involved in the competition. The most interesting part of his bit was after with Simon who bitched: “It was solid, it was sort of believable. I don’t think the film helped you…from tennis, to drag racing to crosswords. It’s boring. I don’t think you have a lot of charisma….”
David then had the inpudence to interrupt Simon at this point to say: “Fortunately, I don’t have to win you over with my charisma, I’ve got to win these people over.” Oh, you don't want to get on Simon shit list! Simon rolled his eyes and pointed out a few home truths to poor David. Hopefully he's learnt that his job as a contestant is to stand there and just take Simon's shit and not answer back!
David “You can only vote for him, you can’t adopt him” Archuleta talked about how he met the Season One finalists of American Idol when he was eleven years old which we saw via an old YouTube quality clip of little David singing “And I am telling you I’m not going” to Kelly Clarkson. Is it just me or is that not a totally inappropriate song for an eleven year old boy? Anyway, David sang John Lennon's “Imagine” and Paula cried: “One of the most beautiful performances I’ve ever heard…you are destined for super stardom.” Simon added: “You are the one to beat…there are 19 very miserable contestants tonight.” By the way, don't you think that little David looks uncomfortable with Ryan in the photograph above? Maybe. Just a little bit.
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Saturday, 23 February 2008
American Idol - the first cut!

Well, the results show wasn't much of a surprise was it? After watching a hideous medley of yet more songs from the Sixties, Amy Davis, Joanne Borgella, Garrett Haley and Colton Berry all got cut. I wasn't surprised at the first three, but Colton? Aw, I hate it when my gay twinks leave, they add so much to those rainbow colours that Paula loves.
It was funny when Garrett "I loved it, and I can tell America will love it'' Haley got shown the door. Ryan usually messes with their heads a bit first, but this time he called up Garrett straight away and shitcanned him! No one seemed to quite understand what was happening until they heard that familiar "you've just been shitcanned from American Idol" sound.
The funniest thing about these results shows is how the loser has to sing their song again, as if the first time wasn't precious enough. Amy Davis was even rolling her eyes at her own performance. Plus, Ryan always asks the judges if they have any career advice for the losers. Randy and Paula try their best to be encouraging of course, but Simon always snipes that he hopes they find a good job which doesn't involve singing. Oh, he's such a bitch that Simon!
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Friday, 22 February 2008
American Idol - the top twelve girls

Um, I've decided that these Idol posts are usually way too long so I'm going to play the "love her, hate her" game from Will & Grace to try and keep things snappy. That ok? .
Alexandréa Lushington Spinning Wheel - Love her. Paula and Randy liked this performance but Simon surprisingly didn't. I don't know what Simon's problem was tonight, he must be having his period or something but I thought that Alexandréa was fabulous and she really stood out from the others with her confidence and movement.
Asia'h Epperson Piece of My Heart Love her! I love me a Strong Black Woman and Asia'h is a class act. She even has one of those pointless apostrophes in her name which I love. It takes a lot of guts to take on a Dusty Springfield song but Asia'h pulled this one off. Good lass!
Amanda Overmyer's 'Baby, Please Don't Go Love her! I like her sass, her 'tude, her look, I love everything about her. She understands the need to stand out and she's certainly memorable. Great voice too, but I agree that she ought to show a bit more versatility in her song choices and performance. I thought it was funny when Simon accused her of forgetting the words to her song in the middle and Amanda asked him if he'd ever even heard it before. Nice comeback!
Carly Smithson Shadow of Your Smile Hate her! Ok, so she's Irish so I really ought to be showing some support and I may yet change my mind, but I think that there's just something unlikeable about Carly. Her singing is so overwrought and she's one of those acts that Simon likes to bitch about being a bit 'cabaret' or 'hotel singer'. At least she had the balls to talk about her previous recording contract and CD release during her intro piece. You have to give her props for taking that controversy head on.
Ramiele Malubay You Don't Have to Say You Love Me Hate her! I disagreed with all the judges on this one. They all loved it but I thought it was just plain awful, mostly out of tune and way too big a song for this young girl. 
Syesha Mercado Tobacco Road Love her! I love the way she looked so comfortable up on the stage and really commanded with her presence. I don't like the song, but Syesha was great.
Alaina Whitaker More Today Than Yesterday Hate her! I mean, she was funny in her taped intro doing her Britney impression, but she just had no spark tonight. Just a bland blond girl singing some dumb song. I could like her but only if she lightens up a bit.
Kristy Lee ''I sold my horse to go to the audition'' Cook Rescue Me Hate her! She sold her horse FFS! I mean, there's a difference between having ambition and being a callous bitch.
Brooke White Happy Together Hate her! This is the one who's a virgin or something, right? Oh, I didn't like this. There was way too much dramatic posing with her arms all over the place and I didn't like her choice of song. I always hate it when someone picks a song that someone else has already chosen. Don't they have hundreds of great songs to choose from?
Kady Malloy Groovy Kind of Love Hate her! Well, I don't really but I didn't like this performance at all. Just dull and bland and with all these long haired blonde girls this year it's hard to work out which one is which. Girl needs to step it up!
Joanne Borgella Say a Little Prayer Hate her! Can't this girl sing in tune? Seriously, the entire damn song was out of tune, or "pitchy" as Randy would say. Utterly pointless even having her in the competition if this is all she can come up with.
Amy Davis Where the Boys Are Hate her! Yet another one who can't keep in tune. How the hell did these two slip through the net? Get rid! Paula made me laugh with her "at least you look pretty" backhanded compliment. The girls know that she always says that whenever they screw it up.
So, who's gonna go? Well, if there's any sanity out there then it'll be Joanne and Amy. You can't put through people who can't even sing in tune!
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American Idol - the top twelve guys

Yes, I have been watching American Idol. I haven't blogged during the auditions because that's not my favourite part of the show. Sure, it's fun at first to laugh at all the no-hopers during the early rounds, but I just find it repetitive. How many awful and deluded bad singers can you listen to before it just isn't funny any more? Anyway, now the live shows have started I'm going to report back more often. We get the shows a couple of days later here in the UK and it's murder trying to avoid spoilers on the internet but at least the shows are now spread out over two days instead of the bleary-eyed five hour marathons into the night that we used to get previously.
Well, first up this week we had the final twelve guys who had to suffer through a Sixties theme. I don't mind these themes when they're related to a celebrity mentor as I think they can be fun and I always enjoy watching the black divas struggle during Country week and the Country singers struggle with Disco and so on, but I wasn't too hot on having a theme so early in the competition. I think it's better to just let them choose whatever song they like so we get an idea of their personality and musical preference. Plus, for a decade that was so exciting, these guys sure chose some forgettable songs.
Anyway, first of all I'll mention my early favourites. Danny Noriega sang Elvis's Jailhouse Rock and although he was awful, I like his campy diva personality and general nancy boy demeanour. I mean, no one ever mentions the G word, but it's kinda obvious isn't it? By the way, don't you think that he looks like a young gay Jane Fonda in Klute? He's a dead ringer for Bree Daniels, shag hair included! Despite murdering his song, he didn't take any shit from Simon when he criticised him and answered him back with sass and attitude. It was just like an episode of Ricki Lake but without all the fighting.
The next one I liked, though I'm sure you'll hate me for this, was Colton Berry. He said that he looks like Ellen DeGeneres (which is probably enough of a reason to keep him in) but I was thinking that he looked more like Madonna circa Papa Don't Preach with gap-toothed underbite included. Colton also sang an Elvis song Suspicious Minds but he predictably murdered it too. What's with these twinky gay guys and Elvis?
I also like the laid back cool dude Jason Castro. Ok, so dreadlocks on a white guy are heinous, but if you can manage to avoid looking at the nasty hair, he's got a good personality, he was clever enough to pick a good song, Lovin' Spoonful's What a Day for a Daydream and he was the only one to play an instrument. Jason's got a quiet confidence which is very appealing and the whole thing came across as effortless, but in a good way.
The fourth and last guy that I liked this week was Michael Johns. Oh, how predictable that I'd go for the hot Australian one! Ok, I admit that hiss sexual charisma got to me, but he's also a very good singer and easily one of the strongest guys in the competition this year. He sang The Doors' Light My Fire. 
As for the rest, well they were utterly forgettable weren't they? Simon kept pointing out after each song that the guys just weren't making themselves stand out and he's right. Some of the guys were saying that they've been watching the show for years, but they clearly haven't understood anything about how to set yourself apart from the group. Let me remind them of one important lesson: never sing a soft ballad in the first few weeks. Each year they make the same mistake and they get canned. It's the ones who let rip and get themselves across to the audience that get votes.
Among the guys that I wanted to slap this week were Jason Yeager singing a turgid Moon River, Garrett Haley's pale faced version of Neil Sedaka's Breaking Up Is Hard to Do and Luke Menard's dull redition of Harry Nilsson's Everybody's Talkin'. All three guys are handsome enough to get a strong fan base and these are normally great songs, but they just stood there and sang these incredibly boring versions. All three of them forgettable, though Garrett did get a funny response from Simon when he said that he looked like he'd been locked in his bedroom for a month and needed to get some fresh air. By the way, I thought it was funny that Ryan Seacrest said that Garrett looked like Leif Garrett. That's who I always got told I looked like when I was younger and I spent my school years being nicknamed "Leif", among other choice insults.
Right, who's left? Oh yeah, there was Chikezie Eze who sang off pitch throughout his entire godawful song More Today Than Yesterday. His mom sure seemed to like it but no one else seemed to. It just went on forever and I kept praying that he'd get back on key. At least he had the good sense to wear this crazy bright orange suit so we wouldn't be able to easily forget him. David Cook sang Happy Together but I've got a problem with David - he just looks so uncomfortable and uneasy and I don't know what his hair thinks it's doing but it's not helping.
I can't even remember the others. I don't know what they sang or what their names are. Oh, except cute little Danny "You can only vote for him, you can't actually adopt him" Archuleta. Who cares what he sings? He's cute as a button, he's got a great big winning smile, he can sing on key so we love him already. All in all, not a great show but not a bad one either. Well, at least there was no one as bad as Sundance Head. Remember him last year at this stage? He was the one who sang the worst version of House of the Rising Sun you've ever heard in your life. I still have nightmares thinking about it. I guess he managed to be memorable though, you have to give him that!
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Thursday, 17 January 2008
It's...... American Idol!
Ok, so Ann Althouse may not be blogging about American Idol anymore, but I still love it. We get it a couple of days later than the US and the great news is that we don't have to put up with the gurning Cat Deeley this year. She nearly ruined it for us last year didn't she? Anyway, I settled down with my flatmate and watched the opening episode earlier. I'm not going to blog the whole damn thing as you really have to see the really rubbish contestants for yourself to really get the joke, but I'm just going to pick out some of my favourite bits. Oh, by the way, didn't Paula Abdul look pretty! Yes, her face is completely frozen so she's either overdone the botox or her 'medication' but I thought she looked lovely. 
My favourite bad audition from this opening episode was easily James Lewis, the Philadelphia tour guide who said that he was encouraged to enter the competition by his friends and co workers. Nice friends! James said that he had a unique voice, but you know that's always a danger sign on American Idol. If you saw it then you'll know just what I'm talking about, but he had this odd way of singing. Well, you couldn't really call it singing. He just opened his mouth and this deep groan came out. I don't know what the heck he thought he was singing as you couldn't understand a damn word. What cracked me up thought was Randy Jackson. When someone's really bad, this "WTF?" look comes over his face and he looks over at the production team like he can't believe what's happening. Randy also has this infectious laugh and laughs with his entire body.
The other stand-out oddballs were Alaa 'Yuka' Youakeem who said he'd been told by a girl that he has the 'sexyface'. But don't all rush at once girls as Yuka is saving himself for the good girl: " I want to love a girl from the hair to the nipple.” Then we were treated to Milo Turk who sang his own composition, the amusingly camp “No Sex Allowed." Oh, and there was also the ultra creepy stalker guy, Paul Marturano. He'd written a song for Paula and it contained the memorable line: "I’m not much of a talker, I’ll just stalk her. … If I were Colombo, I’d just Peter Falk-her!" which was highly disturbing yet genius at the same time. Simon called for security sharpish. He's such a gentleman.
Along with all these no-hopers there was some genuine talent, all armed of course with meaty sob stories. Now, I don't mind the occasional sob story, but they'd better be good! The one with the best story as Angela Martin. She's a single mom and her beautiful daughter has Rett Syndrome which has meant that she cannot walk or talk. Oh, it was all so touching, we had the sentimental piano music tinkling away which is our cue to be moved and the kid was cute as hell. I turned to my flatmate and said: "I bet she's through!" before even hearing her sing. Luckily, Angela had a good voice and she got through to the Hollywood stage. 
There was one good singer that I didn't like though. That was Kirsty Lee Cook. First of all, she lives in a log cabin and seemed way too worthy and altogether self-righteous. But then she gives us the killer news that she sold her horse to come to the audition. She sold her horse, the heartless bitch! By this point I couldn't care less how well she could sing, you don't just sell an animal. If she thought that would get her sympathy she miscalculated as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, she had a good voice and she's leggy and blonde so typically Simon was all over her. He's so easy.
Oh, and one last thing: is it just me or did this woman below look like Mary J Blige on crack?
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Tuesday, 23 October 2007
AskMen.com's manliest Men of the Year

Those butch types at AskMen.com have been voting for their manliest men of the year.
"After a one-month period that saw more than one million votes cast, AskMen.com’s Top 49 Men of 2007 have been chosen, and the list is now revealed. We’ve spent the past few weeks sifting through your votes and assembling the rankings of the guys that you’ve deemed to be the best representatives of our gender – this year’s manliest men... George Clooney took the top place on last year’s inaugural Top 49 Men list. "
Here's this year's list of manly men (don't ask me why they only go to forty nine) so let's see how well gorgeous George did this time:
1. David Beckham
2. Matt Damon (woof!)
3. Timbaland
4. Roger Federer
5. Justin Timberlake
6. Daniel Craig
7. Steve Jobs (being a billionaire automatically makes you more manly)
8. George Clooney
9. Lewis Hamilton
10. Christian Bale
11. Brad Pitt
12. Clive Owen
13. Steve Carell
14. Denzel Washington
15. Rick Rubin
16. Peyton Manning
17. Matt Groening
18. Sacha Baron Cohen
19. Shigeru Miyamoto
20. Gordon Ramsay
21. Richard Branson
22. Leonardo DiCaprio
23. Prince Harry (the little lush!)
24. Stephen Colbert
25. Tom Ford
26. Tiger Woods
27. Ryan Seacrest (um, manly..?)
28. Kanye West
29. Alex Rodriguez
30. Shia LaBeouf
31. Ferran Adria
32. Frank Miller
33. Jonathan Ive
34. Sidney Crosby
35. Scott Schuman
36. Carlos Slim Helu
37. Stephen Schwarzman
38. Simon Cowell (moobs!)
39. Richard Hammond
40. Cormac McCarthy
41. LaDainian Tomlinson
42. Tony Parker
43. Dane Cook
44. David Chase
45. Ryan Gosling
46. Jonathan Rhys Meyers
47. Christopher Bailey
48. Jimmy Wales
49. Gerard Butler
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Sunday, 27 May 2007
American Idol results show – all two bloody hours of it!
We’re finally here, the results show! But don’t expect to get the result straight away. Oh no, we’re going to have to sit throught two hours of entertainment before we get there. Oh, brother. They really could knock this out in fifteen minutes max, including commercials.
Randy Jackson wore yet another perfectly horrible jacket, Simon Cowell wore the same clothes as last night and Paula Abdul actually looked pretty. In fact, I’d almost say she was beautiful. You’ve gotta give props to whoever bashed her face into shape, she looked great.
After an awful fun opening song with Blake Lewis and Jordin Sparks singing The Beatles’ I Saw Her Standing There, we then had an old clip of Gwen Stefani from Idol Gives Back, plugging her new single. Poor Gwen looked as frozen and botoxed as ever. Hell, she makes Nicole Kidman look animated.
The old Idol winners always get wheeled out in these shows and first up was Kelly Clarkson. At least, I think it was Kelly Clarkson, it could’ve been Kelly Osbourne. Oh dear, Kelly has really put on weight hasn’t she? And what do you do when you’ve put on some weight? That’s right, you pick some hideous outfit that will just emphasise your huge thighs, just like Kelly did. A tight, unforgiving mini-dress with thigh boots was not a good idea. Oops. I love Kelly though, especially when she’s being badass and sassy as she was tonight. She needs to get herself a stylist and personal trainer though, and fast!
The other Idol winners to appear were Carrie Underwood, who always looks like a class act. Reuben Stobbard came on and looked like he was pleased just to be back on TV again. It’s been a while! Last year’s winner, Taylor Hicks also came on and sang a bit, but he was just awful. How the heck did he win last year? If he came on thinking an appearance would help sell some records, I think he miscalculated. Taylor just shuffled about and looked out of place. He even played his harmonica. Did he think he was at a clam bake? The only amusing thing about Taylor was how much he annoyed Simon last year. The joke’s worn off now. Way off.
Ryan Seacrest did some annoying business, giving out Golden Idol awards to some of the more annoying audition losers. The first award was the Best Presentation. The nominees were X-Centric (the pussycat man), Isadora Thurman (the orgasm girl) and Margaret Fowler (who I call the chicken lady as she’s always dressed in bright yellow like a giant chick). The winner was Margaret Fowler and she went on stage to collect her award and jumped on Ryan Seacrest and snogged him. Ryan looked very shaken, after all, he’s not really used to close contact with women. The second Golden Idol award for Most Original Vocal was given to Sholandric Stallworth and the third for Best Buddies was won by Jonathan Jayne and Kenneth Briggs. Briggs is the guy who Simon said looked like a bush baby. Bush baby boy said that he’s forgiven Simon now though. After all, he’s gotten a few minutes of fame out of the encounter and he looked very pleased about it.
The top six guys and girls also performed together. The guys came on first and, dressed all in white, sang a Smokey Robinson medley. Blake Lewis, Chris Richardson, Chris Sligh, Phil Stacey, Sanjaya Malakar and Brandon Rogers sang first, then Smokey came on and joined them, but didn’t he look odd? I dunno whether he’s had cosmetic surgery or a medical problem, but there’s definitely something strange going on. He looked as if he never closes his eyes and could barely blink. The top six girls, Melinda Doolittle, LaKisha Jones, Jordin Sparks, Stephanie Edwards, Gina Glockson and Haley Scarnato sang a medley with Gladys Knight. The best bit was when Melinda and LaKisha joined Gladys Knight to sing Midnight Train to Georgia. Now, that’s how you handle a song, ladies.
Two of the eliminated finalists were given a chance to sing a song too. Sanjaya Malakar sang his infamous rendition of The Kinks’ You Really Got Me, recreated with wind machine, crazy hair and even the dumpy stupid crying girl in the audience. Sanjaya was a breath of fresh air among all the rather earnest goings on. Then Melinda Doolittle came on with the Wayans and sang some bullshit Up With Jesus religious song. I know that Melinda is a church girl, but this was really unnecessary and inappropriate. For the first time in weeks, Melinda looked like a backing singer again.
The two finalists sang duets. Blake Lewis sang with Dougie Fresh and they beatboxed their way through some crazy song and jumped about waving their arms. That Blake is such a wigger sometimes. Jordin drew the short straw and had to sing a dreadful duet with Reuben. It was old fashioned and tiresome. And someone should’ve told Reuben that big men shouldn’t wear stripes. It was a bit awkward at the end when Jordin and Reuben attempted to hug. They’ve both got some large belly action going on and they barely managed to meet in the middle.
As if all that wasn’t enough, we had Green Day sing John Lennon’s Working Class Hero, Tony Bennett wheeled back on to sing some old number which I instantly forgot, then Bette Midler sang a totally out of tune Wind Beneath My Wings. Maybe she had a cold or something, but the divine Bette should’ve cancelled or lip-synched as this was truly awful. The previous Idol winners sang a Beatles’ medley (with Taylor Hicks’ atrocious murdering of A Day In The Life being a deliciously awful highlight) and then they were joined by this year’s twelve finalists to sing With A Little Help From My Friends although it was more with a little help from the teleprompter as they obviously didn’t know the words and you could see a huge teleprompter with the lyrics. I mean, how could anyone not know he words to this Beatles’ song?
So anyway, after all that we finally got to the result. Blake and Jordin came on and were joined by Ryan and some guy with a sealed envelope with the winner’s name as I guess Ryan couldn’t be trusted this week to keep his mouth shut. With 74 million votes (and let’s see how many of you in the US bother voting in the upcoming election) Ryan announced that Jordin was this year’s American Idol. Jordin cried, Paula cried, Jordin’s family cried. It all got a bit too group-hug for me. Aw, spare a moment for poor Blake, though he didn’t look too bothered, he was possibly pleased that he didn’t have to sing that hideous winning song again!
Well, that’s it. Another season of American Idol is done and dusted. But look on the bright side, we get to do it all again, starting in January. Can’t wait! Let’s make it a date.
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American Idol final – or finale as Seacrest insists on calling it - it’s Blake Lewis vs. Jordin Sparks
Finally, it’s time. After wasting hours of our lives watching The Idol over the last few months, we’ve arrived at the Final, or Finale as Ryan Seacrest keeps calling it. It’s Blake Lewis vs. Jordin Sparks. How many of you thought they’d be slugging it out in the final? Well, I hoped that Blake would, but I never thought Jordin would still be around.
The Idol kids sang three songs tonight: their favourite previously performed song; a new choice of song; and the winning songwriter competition song. Betcha can’t wait for that last one. By the way, what the heck was Randy Jackson wearing? He had on some eighties throwback military style jacket with chains and all. Simon Cowell contented himself with wearing a black suit with a white shirt split open to reveal some cleavage. Paula Abdul just sat there, randomly giggling and waving to the audience. God bless her.
Blake Lewis’ choice of favourite song was Bon Jovi’s You Give Love A Bad Name. Blake’s interpretation is probably still giving Mr Jon Bon Jovi nightmares. I got the distinct impression when he was on that he didn’t appreciate having his song messed about with. Jordin Sparks’ choice of favourite song was A Broken Wing which I didn’t enjoy first time around and really didn’t need to hear a second time. Jordin gave her usual overwrought performance. Now, don’t get me wrong. I appreciate that she has a truly great voice, but it’s what you do with it that counts, not the sort of vocal acrobatics that some singers believe is Art. Overall, Simon said that although Blake was not the best singer, he was the best performer, which was probably the theme of the evening.
Blake’s next song Maroon 5’s She Will Be Loved which was an inspired choice. He sang it straight, which was just as well as it’d be a hard song to beatbox your way through, and Blake looked perfectly relaxed and at ease in his lovely Argyll sweater. The boy’s got style. Jordin’s song was Christina Aguilera’s Fighter. I liked this performance as she didn’t grin as usual, plus it was more age appropriate for her age, something that Simon brought up.
Both Blake and Jordin had to sing the same song in the last round, This Is My Now, a perfectly tiresome bit of inspirational nonsense that won the songwriter competition. You know, when you hear the winning song, you can pretty much get an idea of who’s going to win as it usually favours one singer more than the other. This one had Jordin written all over it.
Blake sang first and really struggled with it. Poor Blake, th