(The role of Spike Marley will be played by the Chauffeur, since that miserable bastard is having fun at South by Southwest. Fucker just called me to tell me that he shared an elevator with Wayne Coyne of Flaming Lips. Die, Marley, die. What? We’re rolling? Shit…)
Spike Marley is a prophet. His prediction yesterday:
“Melissa McGhee, meanwhile, is the odd one out and will be eliminated this week. Stay tuned America….”
And just like that, she’s gone. The rest of the bottom three was filled out by Ace – whose brother, in attendance, sports a ‘do that more closely resembles Scott Stapp’s than Ace’s – and Lisa, both of whom were greeted by a reign of boos from the audience. (That sounds bad, but it’s actually a good thing, since it means that the audience vehemently disagreed with the voting). It was clear that Lisa was not going to be the one to go, but then again, several talented singers (LaToya London) have been unceremoniously dismissed in the past, so this wouldn’t be the first time the public got it wrong…though, in effect, they did get it wrong, since Kevin Michael Hall should have been the one to go. A 16-year-old virgin is singing about a part time lover? Are you kidding me?
The worst part of the show, honestly, was having to sit through some god-awful new song from performer-of-the-week Stevie Wonder, while the AI hopefuls swayed and clapped along behind him. Stevie’s lucky he has about 30 years of good will going for him, because if he had performed that song as a contestant on “Rock Star: INXS,” like Mig did with that sappy-ass ballad of his, Little Stevie would have gotten the boot.
Chauffeur, out.
