I donâ€™t know who was most surprised â€“ the judges, Kitty, or the Bald One himself. Total devastation. Now that is good tv. With nary a dry eye, we said bye bye to Mr Daughtry, the rock â€˜n roller who was waaaay too alterna rock for AI in the first place. And yet, we liked him, we really liked him.
I think American Idol is the new Miss America â€“ itâ€™s just all the talent competition. Or maybe itâ€™s Oscar Night. But less boring.
Today, there is one less contender for the title of American Idol.
This weekâ€™s result show promised to be a goodie â€“ someone would get the boot and weâ€™d be down to the top 5. TOP 5! Thatâ€™s huge! I know the results show isnâ€™t nearly as exciting as its Tuesday night cousin but still, itâ€™s the one with the definitive ending. Only one small problem. I missed it.
All the coolio parents were so thrilled that their little hipsters only listened to their (the parentsâ€™) tunes. But come on â€“ didnâ€™t their kids want to hear the same one song over and over and over again? I mean puh-lease, after a while, donâ€™t The Beatles become as irritating as Raffi?
From the age of 14 we were free to go, unaccompanied, to any concert we wanted. As long as we had seats. Reserved seats. Beware the general admission ticket. They were dangerous. They were filled with freaks and punks and – gasp – stoners!!! I was never – ever – allowed to go to the general admission concerts….But I did.
Those calls and emails keep coming in – “let’s discuss Idol”. And I do. A lot. But I’ve had some issues.
Many moons ago I bought my then-boyfriend a PlayStation for his birthday. I remember shopping for it; salesmen would light up at the mere idea of their lady-loves buying them a video game. One friend of mine warned me I’d rue the day that I handed over the PS2 – it’d sound the death knell […]
Mouth breather out. Rocker in. 80’s icons on. Now that’s good tv. Just when you thought it was safe….It wasn’t!
The skewering of poor David Cook. Is it just me (and my Tuesday night AI viewing cronies), or did the whole thing feel like it was, erm….fixed?
I don’t get Mimi. I really don’t. All’s I knew was the hotness had left the building. And it showed.