If Simon Cowell Came To My House
I watched American Idol. As Squirrel Queen refuses to watch it and she is covering high school basketball playoffs right now non-stop, I thought I’d tune in and see what was going on.
First of all, I really would like it if Simon Cowell would come over to my house, tell me the truth (because he does, I think) and I could get on with my life. My impression was very similar to things I heard last week. Don’t get me wrong, he has a smarminess about him, but I know lots of smarmy people and I’m okay with that. I guess I would have to buy one of those huge Coke glasses for him to drink out of, but I think he could give me some decent career advice.
It was very karaoke but I liked the second kid in the hat who scatted and the Jack Osborne lookalike guy was pretty good too. Homer was pulling for the guy who used to be the back up singer and although he has a set of pipes, he sort of made me fall to sleep.
I think this American Idol phenomenon is the oddest thing.
Homer, bless her little pea-picking heart, loves it. She really is fun about it and it made it fun for me.
But could someone tell that Jackson judge that if he says pitchy or dawg one more time, I’m going to throw something at the television.
Enough already.
Just chiming in.
LOL…I just said the same thing over at Hutch’s…I don’t want to see that 17-year-old booted off because he’s just too adorable for words. But, I was really surprised he sang “Steppin’ Out” last night because he needed to do something that would blow out the house (and that didn’t), and he should have waited to do that song when Tony Bennett guest judges…
Jack Osbourne look-alike is the next Meatloaf.
OK…I have to admit something…this is the first year I’ve ever watched AI. I know, I’m slow to catch on and all…but the actual competition holds nothing for me. I am not entertained by the talented people at all. I only like to watch the no-talent nerds. So…for me, the competition is already over. It freed up two of my nights at least