Last night was the “American Idol” results show, where we painfully sit for an hour to learn what we could have easily found out in less than a minute–namely, who is going home this week.
As they usually do on results night, the show started with a group performance of the remaining 20 contestants before whittling things down to 16. This week the group sang Stephen Stills’ “Love the One You’re With,” and though it was cheesy, somehow it wasn’t all that bad.
After this we were treated to the current reigning Idol, Carrie Underwood, singing her current smash hit, “Jesus Take the Wheel.” Okay, I have a few comments here. First of all, Carrie is not a bad singer, but please…….there are at least four better singers this season, and in my opinion there was at least one better singer last season. Bo, you got robbed. Furthermore, and no disrespect to Nashville and its songwriting community, but that song is awful. Does anyone else out there agree with me?
Pat Pat Pat Pat.
That is the sound of Spike Marley patting himself on the back, because I accurately predicted the outcome last night four times. Yes, last night saw the end for big mouth Brenna, big breasted Heather, big bald head Sway, and big ego David. All kidding aside, it proved that 42 million Americans do have ears, and they voted the right ones off this week.
A sneak peak at next week will follow, but first……can Ryan Seacrest get more annoying with each week? Last night, when the guys were finding out how America voted, he asked each one of them to predict his fate. What are they supposed to say? Most of them offered the right answer…”I have no idea, Ryan.” Ryan, stop being a jackass and just tell us the results.
Next week the following contestants need to step up their performances or they will be on a plane back home: Kinnik, Melissa McGhee, Bucky, and lispy Kevin. After that, it will really get interesting, because the final 12 is when the great singers start to separate themselves from the really good singers. Stay tuned America, and since Ryan Seacrest kept reminding you to vote, I don’t have to tell you to do so. See you next week.
Marley, Out.
