4 Finalists Compete. 1 Girl Only Cares About David Cook. Period.
American Idol
Rock & Roll week. We’re down to the last 4. I’m still not over the early departures of Carly and Michael. I’m soldiering on (and apologize in advance…this post is grammatically all over the place…it’s late
Let’s get right to it. David Cook singing Hungry Like the Wolf. It’s like he woke up and said, “what would Robin like to hear?” He almost ruined it for me by pointing out this song came out in 1982…the year he was born. But then I thought, Ok, so I could have been his babysitter in 1982. That’s kind a hot
Anyway, I liked this fine. I’d download it. I think Paula just said she wants to eat him. I find that disturbing. When he sang that Who song that I’ve always thought should be just called “Teenage Wasteland”, it gave me chills. Please, America, don’t Daughtry this guy.
Syesha singing Proud Mary. Oh GET OVER YOURSELF! She’s like the Timothy Dalton of AI. Dalton…who said, “Hmmm, sure, I’ll take over James Bond from Roger Moore. And for my next trick, I’ll totally play Rhett Butler in the TV Movie of Scarlett. I can do that better than Clark Gable.” Syesha love, YOU ARE NOT TINA TURNER! Then Change is Gonna Come. Let’s just start w/ she looks fantastic. Stunning. But dawg…did she just equate (even if only her mind) her time on Idol to the Civil Rights Movement? Hmmm…yeah I see it. That said, Paula’s tearjerking critique just saved this girl for next week.
Jason ”Time to Fastforward” Castro singing I shot the Sheriff. Then Tamborine Man. At least on the latter, you know he’s GOT to be vocally better than Bob Dylan. If he REMEMBERS THE WORDS!!!!
David Archuletta singing Stand By Me. I find that I do the reverse advice from what Andrew Lloyd Webber gave him. I can only enjoy young David if I close MY eyes. Which leads me to perhaps a revelation. I’ve got to reconnoiter my DVR so that I can LOOK at Syesha while David A. is singing. Love Me Tender was strictly “Lite FM” to me. Also, he dinked around with Elvis’ melody. The beauty of that song is the simplicity of its melody. Didn’t like.
At this point, if anyone goes home other than Jason Castro, I’m done.
Dec out.


I know, I know. I haven’t posted for a whole week. I’ve been in CrazyTown grading papers. OMG, I just submitted my final grades to Eastern. Winter 2008 is officially over. Whew.
is the track ball inside my mouse. Somehow, my daughter figured out how to get it out of the mouse and coat it w/ silly putty. In case you are wondering…track balls tend not to glide very smoothly when coated w/ silly putty.
Mariah Carey week. Ugh. Peeps, I can’t even do the regular roll call I hate this so much. Caterwalling. All I hear is caterwalling. From everyone. Soooo, I will do what the show could not do for me…a mercy killing.

