Shoot. I forgot to blog last night. I'll make up for it today.
Last night was all about American Idol. Week 1 for the top 12. Davids Archuleta and Cook have been my favorite guys all along, but Archuleta was dreadful last night. Among other things, he forgot his lyrics. Twice. Reminded me that forgetting lyrics was the kiss of death for those who exited at Week 1 both last year AND the year before! Cook, on the other hand, was one of my 3 favorites last night, along with Chikezie and Amanda Overmyer. I love how the rockers kicked it up with the Beatles songs. We've already heard those tunes ballad-ed to death over the years, but rarely rocked out.
Archuleta wasn't the only Idol in trouble last night. Syesha, Ramiele (you'd throw away a shot at being the AI whining over the loss of a gay kid? huh?), David Hernandez, and Kristy Lee were all weak. Well, Kristy Lee was beyond weak. I never could even figure out where the beat was in her ill-conceived "country" version of "Eight Days a We(a)k." It was a train wreck for the girl who was in danger in the bottom 3 females the last 2 weeks anyway. Bye-bye, Kristy Lee. Or should I say, woof-woof, Kristy Lee. Throw the girl a bone.
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