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Well, bye bye to you, too, Chikezie Eze. That’s right. I resurrected your last name as a sign of respect. And I resurrected the orange leisure suit as a sign of…um…my support for Vitamin C?
What can be said about tonight’s eviction?
Was it shocking? No. Chikezie’s number has been up for weeks.
Was it right? Not at all. That sneaky Kristy Lee playing the Lee Greenwood card threw things all out of whack. Poor Chikezie was simply outplayed by a shrewd, curly haired patriot from Oregon. But he certainly wasn’t out-sung. We’re all seasoned enough “Idol” fans to know that the best singer doesn’t always get to stay, though. Now aren’t we?
Here are a few things, though, that are troubling me:
1. Ramiele: She’s cute and sweet, but the girl is coasting. What has she done for us lately? I can’t think of a single standout performance all season. She certainly doesn’t deserve her bottom-three-free status.
2. Syesha: Do we like her or not? Let’s decide. If we don’t, let’s set her free. If we do, let’s stop torturing her with those marches to the loser stools week after week.
3. Group numbers: Can we please, please let David Cook sit ‘em out? Whatever rocker credibility he’s working on, and it’s a lot, is seriously threatened each week by that sashay right, sashay left, big smile, JAZZ HANDS stuff. It works for Brooke. Carly can pull it off. Even Michael manages to work it out. But for David — it’s just painful. I’m sort of glad I sat out that Daughtry season now. Couldn’t have bared watching him suffer through that dippy choreography. Was it bad?
What did you think? Will you miss Chikezie? Who really deserved to go? And did you happen to catch that very, very, very subtle marketing for iTunes??
Or at least, hopefully, COHERENT!
Apparently, she of the fingerless gloves and senseless sentences plans to perform on live television. Soon.
…well, most of them.
Hello, all. I missed you last week but was thrilled with Monica’s level of “Idol” blogging ability. If Simon had been judging her effort, he might have said something like this:
“Well, Monica, it was all a bit old fashioned for me, sort of like a cabaret singer at a theme park on a cruise ship, but it was much better than last week. MUCH! I’m just being honest. What? You didn’t write the blog last week?? Well, that explains it.”
And Paula would have said:
“Monica, you, the colors of the range of your words… Monica, you’re just so. You’re so Monica. You’re so you. And that’s why you’re you and all your colors and when you wrote that you really, you colored my textures cuz you’re you. And you’re great.”
Monica, this is my long-winded way of saying, “THANKS DAWG!”
And now if you’d allow me one more word about last week before we move on to this week, it would be this: AMANDA?!?! GONE?!?!?!? WHEN I’M NOT HERE TO SAVOR IT?!?!?! Not fair!!
I must say, though, without Her Royal Rockin’ Awkwardness on stage stinking things up, the final contestants came across as a pretty talented bunch. For the first time this whole season, I actually started to buy all that “It’s the most talented group we’ve ever had!” hype.
This week, though, didn’t do much to change my mind about any of the contestants.
I still love Brooke White and Jason Castro. These two have been my favorites since the beginning because they both have such an easy presence on the stage. Performing comes naturally to them. They never seem like they’re trying too hard. They never struggle to hit the notes. They’re never boring. Despite Brooke’s “Oops she started it again” mistake on “Every Breath You Take” and Jason’s too-safe performance of “Fragile,” they both still led the pack as far as I’m concerned. Or maybe I just like Sting.
I still continue to be amazed by David Cook, who wins this season’s Blake Lewis award for taking risks that always pay off. Although he didn’t come up with that rockin’ arrangement of “Billie Jean,” he certainly seemed to make Paula, Randy, Simon and the audience think he did. He’s highly watchable, despite his Pike’s Peak of a forehead. (His description, not mine.)
I still am rooting for Chikezie, because he’s so lovable and also because he’s shown great potential to challenge David Cook in the originality category. Sadly, every other week, he bores us to tears with old fashioned R&B snoozers like “If Only For One Night.” Ditto Syesha Mercado, who has a beautiful voice but who somehow bores me all the same.
I’m still confused by Carly Smithson, who I think I’m supposed to like, really feel I should like, but try as I might, just can’t get excited about. Though I do love me a little Bonnie Tyler on a Tuesday night. Turn around bright eyes INDEED!
I’m still unsure about Michael Johns, who seems slightly brain dead on stage but who sorta lit a fire under “We Are the Champions.” Plus, he gets extra points for having the common decency to have been born in the 1970s. Thank you, Michael. I was getting suicidal there for a bit.
I’m also still unsure about David Archuleta. He’s sweet and talented but sometimes gives me the heebies. This week, said heebies were produced by the gag-o-rific “Up With People” tune he sang. What WAS that?
And finally, I’m still more sure than ever that Kristy Lee Cook and Ramiele Malubay have to go. Though she obviously has a good voice, Ramiele hasn’t delivered a single solid performance all season. Those high notes on “Alone?” Well, let’s just say I’ve delivered those EXACT notes alone in my car a gazillion times. And I can’t sing. At all.
And as for Kristy, I’m not sure what “Team America” cigarettes the judges were smoking, but I never, ever in my worst 1980s nightmare dreamed I’d hear an “American Idol” contestant cover Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the U.S.A.” In fact, I was pretty sure it was just a very bad dream until that signature cymbal crash (”And I’d gladly stand up……… CRASH! ……next to you and defend her still today) woke me up. Leave that song in the Crown Uptown Christmas revue where it belongs. And leave Kristy Lee in the spot Simon predicted long ago she’d finish — 10th.
So what did you think? Who stole Randy’s bicycle before the show? Do you love the word “ghastly” as much as Simon and I do? And who will go on Wednesday?
Note: This weeks’ Idol coverage is written by guest blogger Monica. Denise returns next week.
All right, I know a number of you are cheering about Amanda’s departure but can you honestly say that Kristy Lee Cook is a better performer? At least Amanda gives it some heart and doesn’t look like some vanilla scared bunny in the headlights every time she performs. I just liked that rocker chick, and I think she would have been a better mix for the tour than Kristy Lee or Syesha (who is now on my second-to-last favorite list after that trick with the skimpy top last night and her weak and self-indulgent variations on the classic Yesterday).
But this was a surprising show. I nearly fell off my sofa when Carly turned up in the bottom three. Her performance this week was the only one of her performances I liked. I wonder if she came off as sort of whiny to people when she talked about how hard it was to break into the business. For some reason though, there are a number of people who do not warm up to her, including me. Still, to put her in the same category as Kristy Lee is indeed blasphemy!
From the comments on this blog and everything I’ve heard today from other fans (OK, three others), the second week of the Beatles was a mistake. Those kids just don’t know what to do with the songs and I think the producer’s don’t either because the opening medley tonight was weak and…dare I say BORING? Still, I can’t complain too much as despite their slip ups this week, Brooke and Jason are still here. To me the group now falls in three tiers.
I’m sure glad Denise will be back next week because I’m going to turn the volume down in my own private protest when Kristy Lee Cook stands up and twangs next week.
It’s been great fun guest blogging and thank you to Denise and those who said nice things about my post yesterday. Please don’t gloat too much about my poor Amanda!
Note: Denise is on vacation. This week’s Idol commentary is provided by guest blogger Monica.
Was it just me or did this show go on…and on…and on? I am a Beatles fan, and will even admit I am old enough to remember watching their first appearance on Ed Sullivan. So I don’t much like the melodies being reworked. And I didn’t like much of what I saw tonight, including Simon in his too-tight muscle shirt. That may explain why he seemed grumpier than usual.
If I had to name a best performance, I would have to go with Carly Smithson. And as you all know she is not a favorite of mine, so you know how disappointed I was in the show tonight. For once she sang something but loud, at least at first, although she reverted to loud at the end. My second favorite was the hottie in disguise, David Cook. I didn’t get that voice box thing in the middle. I thought his microphone went out! But otherwise, I liked his version of Daytripper. My tie for third will go to Brooke and Jason. Both of them seemed too self-conscious of their performance for the first time, and to me that took away a lot of the charm and grace they had in earlier performances. Still, I was smiling all through both of their songs and not just waiting for them to end.
And no, I’m not forgetting David the golden boy. A sweet kid and he sings beautifully, but talk about a one trick pony. The minute he gets away from “really sensitive” songs, he has problems. His song had too many “oh oh oh” trill notes in it for me to call it, as Simon did, masterful. To me, he is as predictable as Amanda. I thought she did fine too, but not an earthshaking performance. It was interesting to see her show a bit more personality in interacting with the judges. And if Simon is as consistent as he has been this season, the minute she does sing a ballad, he will tell her to stick with what she does best.
The judges seemed taken by Syesha Mercado. With Randy and Simon, I suspect it was her decision to take advantage of her other gift, the cleavage. I can only think her low cut top was an effort to get more votes from men. She was fine singing Yesterday, but why did I think she was thinking as she sang: “Why did I have to blow my last performance so bad when the day before yesterday I was really hot stuff?” With that I finally realized why I don’t like her. She just thinks she is so hot!
I thought both Michael Johns’ and Chikezie’s arrangements were disjointed messes. I want Michael and Chikezie to do well but somehow (except for Chikezie last week) they always disappoint. I must agree though, that when Chikezie can get some energy into an arrangement he is at his best. Ramiele tried to liven it up for a change from last week. She was cute and hit some good strong notes, but I have to agree with Simon that her song choice was not good and it was a bit high school musical theater. I kept expecting her to have a cane in hand and bounce her little hat off of it.
And finally, will Kristy Lee Cook just hide her voice away? She kept her eye popping and nose scrunching to a minimum tonight, but once again that heavy, off key, twangy arrangement coupled with her rocking on one foot was just too painful to watch. Paula summed it up perfectly when she said, “You look gorgeous tonight”.
So I can only hope that Kristy will be sent home this week and that my favorites, David Cook, Brooke White and Jason Castro come back strong next week.
Denise, I hope you are having a great vacation, and thank you for letting me be your understudy this week.
Now I must get to my not pink cell phone and start voting!
Gotta be honest. I’m feeling a little conflicted, and pretty chagrined, at the moment.
Yes, I’ve enjoyed poking fun at David Hernandez over the past few weeks. Ha ha. He’s a lap dancer. Every lyric he sings can be applied to his past as a hot male stripper in a gay club. Ha ha ha ha.
But I guess I never thought he’d be VOTED OUT. Not this soon. The guy was a good singer and a decent entertainer — and way better at both than either of the other two members of the bottom three who were spared tonight, Kristy Lee Cook and Syesha Mercado.
I’m truly surprised he’s gone, despite his less-than-stellar performance on Tuesday. And now I’ve got this uneasy feeling that his possible orientation played a part in evicting him. OH, I so would not want to have been a part of that.
Who knows? Maybe it wasn’t that. Maybe it’s just that he doesn’t have the giddy “pink cell phone” contingent (as one of this blog’s commentators so aptly put it) backing him. Maybe he lost the votes Kristy Lee and Syesha got just for being hot chicks. Maybe in the end, lap dancer or not, he just wasn’t that compelling of a contestant.
Still, I’m feeling kind of icky.
At any rate, the triumvirate of Davids has been disassembled, and if things don’t change fast, the next two weeks are going to be pretty anticlimactic. Buh-bye Kristy Lee. See ya Syesha. Then we’ll resume the real competition.
On a much brighter note, I have an announcement to make. I’ll be on vacation next week, but I’ve found an exceptional temporary replacement. The poster known as “Monica” on this blog, who has been faithfully and funnily posting her thoughts in the comments section since I started this thing, has graciously agreed to fill in while I’m gone. Please be kind, but not too kind. I don’t want her to become my permanent replacement.
I’ll see you back on Tuesday, March 25.
So many Idol Thoughts are running through my mind, I really don’t know where to begin.
I still can’t stop thinking about that hot new stage and wondering if Ricky and the band are ticked that they’ve been elevated to a perch so high above the action that no one should notice the background singers outdoing the contestants 49.9 percent of the time.
A slight confession before we begin. I’m not a Beatles fan. I know I’m supposed to be. I know it’s un-American not to be. But they just don’t excite me, and I know I was hearing some of these songs from the all-holy “Lennon/McCartney Songbook” for the first time ever tonight. SAW-EEE!
As for the performances, let’s divide tonight’s into four categories, and we’ll start with:
SO SURPRISING!
1. Chikezie: OMG that was awesome! You know an “Idol” performance is good when you find yourself involuntarily grinning from ear-to-ear before it’s even half over. Not sure where that energetic, crazy original version of “She’s A Woman” came from. Also not sure why Chikezie didn’t do that sorta thing sooner. Maybe it takes a moment of truth like waiting for your death sentence hand-in-hand with Danny Noriega to make a man wake up and smell the Argyle. Whatever happened there, I liked it, and I hope we see more.
2. Amanda Overmyer: Despite the many, many, many criticisms of Amanda I have made this season, I do not go into her performances expecting to hate her. She and I and that crazy dye job start fresh every week. And I actually thought this week’s was decent. I might even have heard a bit of a singing voice hiding one layer beneath all that garbling in her “You Can’t Do That.” I still don’t think she can compare, talent-wise, to most of the rest, but I won’t be so angry this week when she doesn’t leave. And we all know she won’t.
NOT REMOTELY SURPRISING
1. The judges continued to heap praise on Carly “What’s the Name of That Irish Girl?” Smithson, who I can admit is a vocal talent but who just isn’t all that exciting to me. She did look the best she’s ever looked tonight, but I have to wonder why the judges are so dead-set on keeping her.
2. Syesha Mercado continued her streak of performances that can best be described as… reliable. She’s safe this week, but YAWN, I do not enjoy watching her.
3. Jason Castro continued to exude charm and charisma, even though his performance of “If I Fell” was a tad lackluster. His interview skills, however, have improved ten-fold. Go Aggies.
4. Michael Johns continued to look 20,000 times better than he sounds. And I’m not complaining. At all.
5. Brooke White continued to cement her spot as my absolute favorite contestant. Although I sure hope we can dig up SOME sort of scandal in her snow white past (cutting a tag off a mattress, perhaps??) she sings with conviction and passion and maturity and sounds pretty fabulous doing so. Loved her take on “Let It Be,” and take it from someone who flubbed up many a grade school piano recital, hitting every key correctly is no small feat.
6. David Hernandez continued to ooog me out. Sorry man. We’re done. (He sang “I Saw Her Standing There,” in case you weren’t wondering.)
KINDA SURPRISING, IN A NOT-SO-SURPRISING KIND OF WAY
1. David Cook is starting to look like the David to beat. Last week’s rocking “Hello” could have been just a fluke. But apparently not, considering he rocked “Eleanor Rigby” just as hard. And it CAN’T be easy to rock a song called “Eleanor Rigby.” Can it??
2. Poor David Archuleta. His lyric-forgetting, cringeworthy performance of “We Can Work it Out” was just bad, bad, bad. But it was bound to happen. How much pressure can a kid that young really endure? I’m sure he’ll bounce back. At least I hope so. Not sure I could stand listening to mean old Simon rip into that innocent young boy. Child abuse!
BUH-BYE
1. It’s got to be Kristy Lee Cook going home on Wednesday. Her countrified “Eight Days A Week” was as bold as it was bad.
2. But if it isn’t, I’ve got to think Ramiele Malubay will get the boot. Everyone of her performances has been soulless and robotic, and even though her voice is good, she’s squandering her opportunity. I’m not sure she has any true star potential. (And JUST when I’d learned to spell her name.)
Decisions! Decisions! Can’t we still lose two???
So what do you think? Do you , like me, wish Simon and Ryan would just GET A ROOM already? Would Dolly Parton on helium even be audible to the human ear? And will Kristy Lee or Ramiele go home on Wednesday?
I wish I could say I was surprised by tonight’s four ousters — Kady Malloy, Asia’h Epperson, Luke Menard and Danny Noriega.
I also wish I could say Paula was behaving a little less badly. Or that Ramiele was sobbing a little less hysterically. Or that Danny hadn’t ripped the cute right out of his cuticles waiting for the bad news.
Luke and Kady were gimmes. Even they knew they were done. Even their relatives, planted nearby to display appropriate levels of shock and outrage, knew they were done.
The most disappointing dismissal of the evening was that of Asia’h Epperson, who failed to light much of a fire with two weeks of so-so performances but whose voice is leagues ahead of both Amanda Overmyer’s and Kristy Lee Cook’s. Hers was also the most difficult farewell performance to watch. Retitle that song “I Want To Dance With Somebody Who Didn’t Just Ruin My Life By Voting Me Off American Idol Before Amanda Freakin’ Overmyer.”
I’m just a little sorry to see Danny go. His time was coming, and though he clearly wasn’t going to win, at least he was kind of amusing.
We’ll miss him… Ish.
So what do you think? Were the right four sent away? Who’s in trouble next week? And what did you think of Bl-bl-bl-bl-bl u-u-u-UH-UH-ake’s performance?
Straight up, now tell me — WHAT is Paula Abdul smoking and where can I get some?
Honestly, I don’t understand why FOX isn’t subjecting this woman to random drug tests. She’s higher than a kite, blathering her way though one of the most watched television programs in America and robbing poor Syesha Mercado of her chance to get any actual feedback because the poor girl sang last, and Paula had filled up so much time with her altered state, there simply wasn’t time. (And shame on Simon for egging her on.)
Pretty sad when that’s the headline of the night. But I’ll try to dig up a few more.
The ladies did a bit better this week, though by my count, they’re still no where near the men.
My favorite performance of the night came from Brooke White, the type of girl I’d normally dislike for her pure-as-the-driven-snow persona, but who might be the only girl who didn’t mangle at least five notes. Her acoustic “Love is A Battlefield” was, in the originality category, the equivalent of David Cook’s “Hello” on Tuesday. I continue to love the raspy quality of her voice, and she might be the only one of the women who can actually sell the emotion of her song.
I liked several other performances, but with serious reservations. Carly Smithson indeed delivered some killer notes on “I Drove All Night,” but Simon was right — could she have chosen a more nothing song?
Meanwhile, Ramiele Malubay also belted out some nice ones on “Against All Odds,” but she’s got three things working against her. 1.) Terrible, horrible clothes — straight off the K-Mart mannequin, best I can tell. 2.) Terrible, horrible habit of smacking her lips between every syllable, though she toned it down considerably from last week. 3.) She’s dead inside. But she’s cute, so let’s keep her.
The two who dared to do Whitney — Syesha Mercado with “Saving All My Love” and Asia’h Epperson with “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” both pulled it off, but they also bug me for similar reasons. 1.) Too dang peppy. 2.) Unflattering, high-waisted diaper-esque pants that should have been left in the 1980s. (This means you too, Smithson.)
I think the two to go will be (obviously) Kady Malloy, who’s bizarre delivery of some Queen song I’ve never heard was probably her last free pass on that stage, and Kristy Lee Cook, who’s a gorgeous little gal but who couldn’t find a note in Journey’s “Faithfully” to save her life.
Of course, if life was fair, the first person to go would be Amanda Overmyer. My jaw dropped when the trio of judges gushed over her “I Hate Myself For Loving You.” I know I can’t be the only one who notices that THIS WOMAN CANNOT SING. Someone please explain to me what in the name of Ryan Seacrest is going on here. Is she bribing the judges? Threatening them? Brainwashing them with her magic blond bangs? I seriously have nothing against her other than her utter lack of talent. I just want to understand.
So what do you think? Does Paula need a shower and some black coffee? Is Amanda as bad as my ears keep insisting she is? And which of these two girls will be gone on Thursday?