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Showing posts with label American Idol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label American Idol. Show all posts

Thursday, May 27, 2010

To discuss thoughts on the American Idol season 9 finale

Millions of you probably watched the American Idol season 9 finale results show with Lee and Crystal duking it out to produce an album dozens of you will buy. Millions of you may have opted to instead read about the :30 second results of a two-hour show on blogs. God bless you. Here's the highlights of the season finale:
  • Orianthi is the best female guitarist alive. I say this because I can't think of any others off the top of my head.
  • Fun fact: Idol eliminee Siobhan once said she thinks Cosmopolitan magazine is filthy. Fun fact #2: Siobhan decided to go with the slutty school girl ensemble tonight with décolletage.
  • Fun fact #2.5: Nothing makes cleavage sound classier than decolletage.
  • You may not know it by the absurd number of technical and production gaffes the past two nights, but Idol is the most watched show in the country.
  • I keep thinking Adam Lambert won last year. It's not a good sign for Kris Allen that I keep thinking that.
  • If you hadn't heard, this was Simon Cowell's last show. If the federal government was half as critical of oil executives as Simon is of ridiculous auditionees, maybe the Gulf of Mexico would still be blue. And a better singer.
  • Rumor has it Ryan Dunkleman is coming back to the show to take Simon's spot.
  • The Freaking Gibb brothers performed. I'd say more, but I couldn't stop thinking of this SNL clip.
  • Michael Lynche reminds me of Boyz II Men, 112, and Color Me Badd ... oops, missed a phrase there: reminds me of the cumulative body mass of ...
  • Loved the idea of having former Idol rejects come back to taunt Simon. Except the producers didn't think about the fact they are rejects for a reason, and one of them took over the microphone and started mouthing off and they had to cut to commercial. Also not funny: Nick Mitchell and Tatianna del Whoro made it just as far as Lilly Scott did in their respective seasons.
  • Girls group song: "Beautiful" and "Fighter" by Christina Aguilera. Girls group outfits: inspired by a bondage version of "Dirtty" by Christina Aguilera.
  • Ooh, Christina showed up to perform! Soak it in, people. You won't see her perform this summer. She realized she's too busy. Do you get the sense she finished her song, and thought, "That's how it's done, bitches."?
  • Guy group song: Casey James' hair and Tim Urban's biceps performed while the other guys body parts swooned, as is natural to do in such a situation.
  • Dude! Joey Gladstone's ex-girlfriend sang with Crystal! There's so much girl power on stage the Spice Girls spontaneously combusted.
  • Bret Michaels was healthy enough to perform with Casey, and that's really nice to see, considering his health woes. Good job, Bret.
  • Lee Dewyze gets paired with Chicago for his celebrity performance. I was hoping he'd get paired with Nickelback for an epic guttural growling competition.
  • I can't back this with data or sources, but "Pants on the Ground" may have caused the oil spill.
  • Paula Abdul told a series of poorly-written jokes that culminated in saying she and Simon had a love-child. Still, that qualified for her most sane moment in nine seasons of Idol.
  • I am saying this as gently and delicately as possible: I honestly wondered for about 20 seconds who the blond girl was singing on stage, before realizing it was Kelly Clarkson, who basically must have said, "OK, let's just screw pretending I have the body frame of Britney Spears, and let me eat some donuts. Agreed?"
  • All the past Idol winners sang together, reminding us all how the Idol machine never ceases to produce megastar after megastar. Clarkson, Underwood, um ... Fantasia was on Broadway, right? ... And a bunch of Top 10 finalists from years past showed up, too, eager to have employment.
  • And to keep up American Idol's family-friendly programming, Janet Jackson sang "Nasty Boys." Ms. Jackson if you're nasty, Randy Jackson if you're into that kind of thing.
  • At the 2:05 mark, we got the results of America's vote. Lee wins. Music loses.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

To discuss a month in review: January

January is that time of the year when you wish you were in freaking Australia because it's summertime. Southern hemisphere- you think you have it all sorted out, don't you? Well... well... your toilets flush backwards. Here's my January month-in-review:
  • Favorite movie: "The Wrestler." It just couldn't be anything else. Not with Mickey Rourke's performance. Not with the excellent script. Not with the underdog-character-goes-wrong storyline. Not with Marisa Tomei more naked than Kim Kardashian in a home video. Runner up: I can't believe I'm saying this, but Malibu's Most Wanted. Capricorn had me, my brother and his girlfriend watch it as part of our Summertime 2009 fake holiday, while drinking Malibu Bay Breezes. It was a funny movie. Three out of four Bay Breezes agree.
  • Least favorite movie: I can't think of one. For once.
  • Favorite song: I added a slew of songs to my iPod, so I'll let you pick and choose: "In My Head," Your Vegas; "Punkrocker" Teddybears feat. Iggy Pop; "Always Be," Jimmy Eat World; "A Milli," Lil Wayne; "Cheri Amour," Stevie Wonder.... Runner-up: At the contemporary church service I went to with Capricorn, they played some kind of worship/bar song mash-up that I'm sure was about Jesus and the Holy Spirit but sounded like AC/DC calling for the devil's delight. I kept giggling about this, and at one point, sang out "Back in black!"... just as the worship band paused. Another excellent moment. I downloaded AC/DC stuff when I got back. And prayed.
  • Least favorite song: "Addicted," Saving Abel. I've heard songs just like it. Every year.
  • Favorite album: Uh, how about the Very Best of Chicago, which is as random as a Rod Blagojevich Senate selection. I can't stop playing "25 or 6 to 4." I want to, in the hopes that they'll magically figure out how to count in numerical order, but they don't, and then they pull me back in with the trumpets.
  • Best TV Show: Most things were in re-runs, so I found myself watching more "Property Virgins" episodes. I am convinced Sandra has her clothes tailored, because they fit her perfectly. I would like for her to be my realtor, although that would require me to have money to buy a house. Maybe I could pitch a spinoff show: "Property Virgins for Sale at Las Vegas Brothel to Raise House Funds." Runner up: "House." Always liked it. Always will.
  • Worst TV show: "American Idol," but only because it's the audition rounds. It gets old, fast, not unlike the cast of "Friends." Runner up: Anything involving multiple children.
  • Best moments: Having someone to kiss at New Year's- especially when that someone is Capricorn. Also, spending a weekend in my hometown.
  • Worst moments: Having my teeth cleaned, which, thankfully, has since been outlawed by Obama. I can't believe some of you enjoy it. Sick, sick freaks.
  • Best decision: Capricorn and I deciding to start bowling as a hobby, which led to the purchase of these bowling shoes for me and for her.
  • Worst decision: Did I really post these photos of myself?
  • Favorite Blog Entry by Me: Easily, it was giving all of you awards.
  • Favorite Blog Entry by Someone Else: Astharis had some balls and posted her entry for my embarrassing photo challenge. Click here and laugh. For the non-photo category, Pop Eye has been giving excellent American Idol rundowns.
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