Once again, I prove that I should blog more often.

Because this is American Idol.  (Update: Pardon me.  I’ve been informed that it is actually because THIS..........is American Idol.  I stand corrected. --ed.)

Heh.

No, because when I found out we were having Beatles week, I predicted that there would be two classes of performance: the hideous and the sublime.  I wasn’t far wrong.

The hideous:

I thought for sure that Kristy Lee Cook was going to take the title in the lower half after her very weird countrification of “Eight Days a Week.” Proving, however, that even now it’s possible to stun me into shouting at the television, David Archuleta swooped in for the win.  Er, loss.  The only thing worse than giving us the Stevie Wonder version of a Beatles tune?  Forgetting the words while you’re doing it.  Yikes.  Those two performances were in a class by themselves, though to be fair to Kristy Lee, A. She Took a Risk and B. She Tried to Do What the Judges Asked.  Even if it didn’t work, dawg.

Honorable mention: Jason Castro.  Still think he bears a striking and somewhat creepy resemblance to John Travolta.  Like his voice, but not what he did with it tonight.  At all.

Also?  Ramiele Malubay.  I can’t quite find a snarky term for what she did to that song, but that’s because I’m asleep now.

The in-between:

A bigger class than I would have thought.  Michael Johns, who is still lovely to watch but couldn’t summon up either the vocal prettiness or the make-it-his-own to make this work.  Syesha Mercado, who would have been top-tier if the competition hadn’t done so well.  David Hernandez, who overshot the mark a bit but wasn’t exactly actively bad.  I expect y’all to disagree with me on that last, but what the hell.  I’ve taken a liking to the guy.  He gets a week’s leeway from me.

The awesome:

Carly Smithson.  I hate her for not making me hate her.  David Cook.  I hate him for not making me hate him.  Actually, I thought what he did worked surprisingly well.  Emphasis on the surprisingly.  And the well.  Actually, I hate how much I liked it.  So maybe I do hate him.  Amanda Overmyer.  I couldn’t think of a song that she could do that would sound great when she did it.  Luckily, she could.  Brooke White.  You can sing it straight if you’re good enough, and she was.  She will never be accused of bringing no emotion to a performance.  I wonder if that might trip her up eventually?  And Chikezie.  Who was my favorite of the night, because I don’t think I have ever seen someone have that much pure fun on American Idol.  And I am all about the fun.

In conclusion:

Song choice, song choice, song choice.  Make it your own but not in a bad way.  Avoid Stevie Wonder.  Remember the words.  And have a good time.  You’re only on Idol once, after all.

Your thoughts?

1. Wow deb… I actually agree with you on your review this week. 

   I cringed through Archuletta’s performance, Yeesh!

   Didn’t care for Hernandez’ performance though… no leeway from me.

   Otherwise, no other comments to add.

   Posted by  on  03/12  at  10:43 AM  from 

2. I’m glad I haven’t deleted it from the DVR yet. I almost did this morning. Since I only heard them the other night, I think I need to see them as well (Brooke).

   Posted by jen  on  03/14  at  01:58 PM  from  Northern Virginia
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