Same Ol’ Idol

The first cut always evokes mixed feelings. It’s exciting because we feel like we’ve made our way through the coalmine that is the first three weeks of auditions to find those true diamonds in the rough. But on the other hand, some of those diamonds – at least the ones the judges say are gems -- still look suspiciously like lumps of coal. And that’s when the disappointment sets in. I always wonder what percentage is pipes and what percentage is purely physical.
What can you do? For every Carly Smithson, there’s bound to be a Kristy Lee Cook. No offense, but she’s no Carrie Underwood. And what about the dudes? Danny the rocker? Really? Of course, that’s always been my least favorite thing about the Idols of the past three years –the need for the contest to pair an equal number of boys with girls. It never fails that the girls are infinitely more talented than the guys (sorry y’all but you know I’m right), and it always KILLS me to see a talented girl get booted for well, we all remember the Sanjiya debacle. But then there’s David Hernandez, my Elliott Yamin-in-the-making. He made it through. And that makes up for a lot.

OK, So who thinks Josiah Leming was robbed? He’s got this weird Adam Duritz nasal twang going. I like it.

OK, new question. Who thinks Josiah will end up stalking one or more of the judges?

OK, last question. Who thinks Josiah probably rode the short bus to Hamblen County Alternative School?

Well despite my disappointment that we won’t get to see Josiah cry every Wednesday for another two months (I mean, they kicked Ricky, the resident crier, off Project Runway. Where’s the love???), I am still anxiously awaiting all that Season 7 has to offer.

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