SUCK March 23, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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Um, hi, I just wrote a killer long blog all throughout tonight’s episode, and wordpress went and deleted it without saving a draft.
So I’m off to drown my sorrows in a gin and tonic, and I’ll do my best to provide a short update tomorrow.
In the meantime, if anyone lives near WordPress headquarters, throw some eggs their way for me.
Carly Smithson in the houuuuuse! March 16, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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I love spotting former Idol contestants in the Idoldome. Especially former season 7 Idols, since I still believe it was the best.season.ever. David Cook! Michael Johns! Brooke White! Jason Castro! I’m tearing up just thinking about it. But I’ll leave it alone.
Naima took the first performance slot this week and, um, well OK. Hm.
Here’s my thought with Naima. Ten bucks says my current music-loving, rap station listening, no-James-Taylor-appreciation roommate will love her. But she can’t sing. So I guess it’s how much that bothers you. (And it should bother you quite a bit, as this is technically a singing competition. Just saying.)
Jury’s out on good old Paul McDonald. The singer-songwriter-Rod-Stewart-Nashville-loving side of me wants to hug him. But the rest of me wants to smack him.
*Moment of the night* Ryan laughing as he said “we go back to 1995, when Thia was born.”
Seriously? Colors of the Wind? 1995? I REMEMBER WHEN THAT CAME OUT. I’m too old for this [stuff].
(But woah, she seriously looked like Pocahontas. Shoot.) And how come she gets the strings out on the stage?? That’s totally a Top 6 move. Grr.
Well I’ll be damned. I really didn’t see me falling in love with The Durbs, but his Bon Jovi tonight did it. Made me smile. I went all JLo – “it just brings me joy!”
Oh my gosh maybe I am turning into JLo, because I have a major crush on Stefano right now. Killed it tonight.
Yep I skipped over Haley. I’m hoping next week I won’t have to do it purposefully. (Because she won’t sing. Because she’ll get sent home tomorrow night. Get it?)
Pia was magnificent as always, and I was glad she went uptempo with it.
Scotty showed up with his best song yet, and this is coming from a girl who hates Travis Tritt, who he covered tonight. I almost teared up watching him be so stoked that the judges loved him and his baseball team there watching him. Love. It.
Karen’s performance was as awesome as her outfit. I’m going to leave it up to you, fellow readers, to determine how I felt about her chainmail dress. Oops, did I just give it away?
Ok. Let’s deal with Casey Abrams, the electric bass, and Nirvana. Holy heck. I said a while back Idol has never seen a contestant like him, and my goodness was that ever true tonight. Brother lit it up. My current music-loving roommate visibly cringed through the whole performance, but I smiled a little bit. And laughed a little sometimes.
Lauren Alaina rocked a classic karaoke song. Someone remind me to make that my next karaoke song. I think I could rock it, too.
I just don’t know what to do with Jacob Lusk. I don’t know what to make of him. Another karaoke hit, Jacob definitely rocked it better than last week. I hate that this next sentence is going to be in writing so you can hold it against me in the future, but I totally agreed with Randy on this one. He totally whiffed a couple notes, but in the grand scheme of his performance, it didn’t really matter because he’s all that and a bag of Baked Lays.
So that was it. Well, after an awkward little bit of Seacrest wasting time because they (shockingly) ended too soon. Overall, a pretty solid night.
It’s ALIVE! March 9, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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I’m baaaaaaack! So stop sending me mean emails and facebook messages, mmm k?
And welcome to Top 13 week of Idol! Tragedies have already occurred – the first that comes to mind is the too early ousting of Kendra Chantelle and the (totally rigged) Top 13 placement of Naima instead (her name was on the teleprompter for crying out loud!)
Kendra Chantelle, even though I know you totally made that name up, I’m still a fan.
Awkward quote of the night from Randy: “Shania and her great..err…collaborator Mutt Lange…” Uh you mean her great cheating ex-husband? Sheesh.
Casey’s take on Joe Cocker was freaking fracking awesome. Joe Cocker is not an easy cover (see: DeWyze, Lee). This is a contestant unlike any we’ve seen on Idol, I believe. People don’t usually pull stuff like that until Top 6 or 7 and he totally rocked it.
If I didn’t already love Paul McDonald (which I really, really do) I loved him that much more after he said “My idol is Ryan Adams…with an R…” as if to say – “not that stinking Canadian that everyone always covers on this stupid show.” If he would quit skipping around the stage like a 5 year old girl trying not to pee her pants, he’d have a much wider appeal.
Speaking of, next up was Pia singing Celine’s “All By Myself” which, take it from someone who’s tried one too many times in the car, is a stinkin’ hard song to sing. And she, not surprisingly, killed it.
I’ll be the first to admit I haven’t been the biggest fan of James Durbin (or a fan at all) but his performance tonight kind of gave me chills. Well played, Durbin.
I’ll also take this moment to interject that so far this evening we’ve heard two songs that we heard from last year’s Top 2, and tonight’s contestants easily would’ve won that competition last year with one hand behind their back and the other smacking Simon Cowell in the face. It’s a good feeling, no?
Pop quiz: can you name any of the contestants from last year other than the Top 2? I can’t.
Jacob Lusk, ftw. So, so, SO good.
And then there’s 15 year old Thia Megia who picked Michael Jackson’s song “Smile” and had to be told actually, uh, it was a Charlie Chaplin song first. I’m just impressed she didn’t call it a Glee song, even if she did turn around and call him Charlie Chapman.
Sometimes it’s easy to forget that Scotty “Baby Lock Them Doors” McCreery is still a high school kid. Just an unbelievable voice.
So that doesn’t cover everyone from tonight, but the highlights, certainly. I’m personally hoping Karen Rodriguez is the one to go tomorrow, but geez, it’s a tough call! Let’s get this right, America.
I suck. February 18, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!
But I haven’t even watched Idol yet this week.
I mean it’s one thing to be so busy you can’t blog about Idol, but it’s a whole new kind of busy to not even be able to watch it.
Back with a fury next week, scout’s honor.
pink truck and mardi gras trees…because that’s all i’ve got to offer February 10, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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Ice cream with warm caramel sauce? Check. Mardi Gras tree lit up? Check. Large glass of wine? Check and check.
By golly, it’s Hollywood week!
I’m sorry, you think I’m kidding?
(Wine of choice these days is pink truck. And not just for the awesome bottle. OK a little bit for the awesome bottle…)
I have to admit, I’ve been a little pre-occupied (is that just one word?) with this new blog a coworker introduced me to. http://bendoeslife.tumblr.com/
I started at the beginning, and am slowly making my way through his journey. I’m about 10 months in and he’s about to run his first marathon, and all i want to do is keep reading! I’ve recently signed up for my first race (a whopping 5K) and so am seeking inspiration about wherever I can get it. But for the rest of tonight, I “do life” by watching American Idol and keeping you up to date.
I’m also totally geeking out, because I’m heading home this weekend to take my mom out for her 39th* birthday and we’re going to the symphony for this Billy Joel production. Billy Joel is my dream concert, and this might be the best I ever get.
So twice as many people have made it Hollywood week this year, which isn’t totally surprising, since Randy Jackson’s a moron and Jennifer Lopez can’t say no (which I’m sure P. Diddy, Ben Affleck, and currently Marc Antony make good use of.)
Honestly? I love the judges this year. Steven Tyler is lucid almost all the time, Jennifer Lopez knows what she’s talking about, and Randy Jackson is great fodder for this here blog.
Yet again, good ol’ Nigel and his producers decided to focus on a handful of contestants (that we’d already seen before) and gobs of people moved on we’ve never set eyes on and probably won’t until they somehow miraculously make it into the Top 12, and they’ll pull a Kris Allen and go all the way. Seriously this episode played like a recap episode of all the sob stories so far. Give me something new for crying out loud! But thank goodness miss Victoria Huggins was sent packing – one more nasal filled “How ya’ll doin?!” and I’d put a shoe through my TV.
So no real shockers here. Maybe we’ll get some during the group rounds. Fingers crossed!
*we all know that’s not true. But I like when she buys me things.
thank God Almighty we’re free at last! February 9, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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Well my friends, it’s the last night of auditions (PTL!) and instead of recapping the entire episode (creepy, awesome, repetitive), I thought I might use this time to break some Idol misconceptions. Listen, I apologize if I burst your naive bubbles, but if I can’t educate, what’s this all for anyway? I spend a crap-ton of time reading about this stuff since there’s 10 feet of snow and it’s exactly 0 degrees outside, so I know what’s up.
(Yes, I’m completely avoiding the fact that I broke all of my personal rules and read the Top 40 spoilers! In a moment of weakness, I gave in and you know what? I don’t regret it. Not one bit. Screw it.)
1. Those “live” performances by celebrities once we get to the Bowl? Not so live. Sometime pretaped months before they air.
2. All those people in the arena waiting to audition don’t actually get in front of the celebrity judges. Shocking, I know. So for those people that drive hours and hours? They have to do it multiple times for the rounds of producer auditions. So my question here is, why keep up the pretense? Quit showing me wackjobs in Transformers costumes and start showing me what these contestants really go through.
3. The order in which people perform once in the live episodes? Pre-determined by the producers. So when I complain, and I will complain, that the producers are clearly pimping a certain contestant by placing them last, it’s clearly true.
All right, so are you catching the theme that the producers are totally screwing with you? As long as your eyes are open, that’s all that matters to me.
Still skeptical? Unless Steven Tyler is the world’s fastest quick change artist, here’s your proof:
I don’t want to ruin you completely, so I’ll save more for later. And there is more. Much, much more.
Tonight’s episode was sweet relief, only in that it was the last audition round episode! Which means…thaaat’s right……we’re going to Hollywood!! I’ll meet you there – I’ve got to dig out of this damn snow.
the circle of life and stuff February 2, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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I fell in love a little bit tonight. With one John Wayne Schultz. Pretty sure the rest of the country did, too. I hope this real life cowboy can make it through Hollywood Hell, because he could really do well.
Brother’s name is John Wayne. Because his dad wanted a tough son. Pretty sure my dad wanted a tough son, too, so I’m glad they didn’t name me Chuck Norris. That’d be embarrassing. Not as embarrassing as the girl so in love with Ryan Seacrest she cried when he came close to her.
Texas is one feisty state!
I don’t know my friends, audition rounds are getting old. I’m lacking creative stories since we’re watching the same thing over and over and over. And over. And I’m getting more excited for Russell vs. Rob to start on Survivor.
Sorry if I suck. Just how I feel. I hit this point every year. Just laying it out there and being honest!
So they gave out approximately 746 tickets to Hollywood, and showed us like 7 of them, so it’s hard to know how good what we actually saw ended up being.
Faves: Janelle Arthur, John flippin Wayne. (Can you tell I’m rooting for the country folk?) Also didn’t totally mind Casey Abrams (I could totally see him being the major makeover of the year, no?)
about last night… January 27, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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I had a couple of comments today regarding the end of last night’s Idol episode, and the fact that I skipped over it completely. Truth? I didn’t know what to make of it.
For those of you who hold true to my mission statement, and rely on me for your TV watching and don’t do it yourself, here’s the quick replay: Chris Medina came on, explaining he was engaged and madly in love with his fiance, and very sadly, she was in a major car crash 2 months before their wedding. She suffered serious head and brain injuries, and since then he has served as one of her 2 caregivers.
His singing was fine, nothing to write home (or blog) about, but it was his story that has gripped the nation. I’ve seen plenty of entertainment headlines about it today – that it was heartwarming…it was the best back story Idol has ever done…that it was inappropriate to use her as a “ploy” to get him to Hollywood. Well, whatever it is, he made it to Hollywood, but only after STy, JLo, and the Dawg asked Chris if he’d bring his fiance in so they could meet her. It was truly a remarkable television moment as STy leaned over to kiss her cheek and as he did, he whispered, “that’s why he sings so beautiful, because he sings for you.”
Regardless of what you think of the Idol producers selling his story (Danny Gokey 2.0, anyone?) and regardless of the fact that STy should really go back to 9th grade to learn the difference between an adjective and an adverb, this story was heartwarming and heartbreaking all at the same time. But in a world of Bachelors and Bachelorettes, it was a refreshing look at an actual love story.
So that’s that.
As for tonight, I have to apologize as I am in the midst of 60 cinnamon rolls, dozens of cookies, 3 huge pans of cornbread, 2 batches of puppy chow, and a partridge in a pear tree…and therefore, am pushing my Idol watching back until tomorrow. Or maybe even (gasp!) this weekend. But don’t worry, I still have a lot to say – especially about STy’s posture.
So in the meantime, let’s take a quick look back at why we love this show:
just like freeze dried fruit January 26, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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When I go home to my parents’ house, one thing that tends to happen is that I go grocery shopping with my mom. Their refrigerator is typically stocked with protein powder, fish oil, blueberries, meat and fish, and nothing else, so I need to make sure my sugar needs will be met. So I always try to get a couple things I’ve been meaning to try and let mom pay for them, so if I end up throwing away half of whatever it is, I don’t feel so bad.
(Mom, are you there? I’m sorry about that…)
So over Christmas I picked up some freeze dried fruit. “Crispy Fruit” as it’s called. Make a note that this is NOT your mother’s dried prunes. This is freeze-dried. Totally different process, and totally different outcome.
Well my mother’s cash was not wasted (this time) as I loved it and went back and bought a whole bunch more. Then I went through all those and placed an order on Amazon.com and set it for a recurring order, so it would ship automatically every month and I’d save $3 on my first order. Well, the newness has worn off, I’ve found I almost always prefer fresh fruit because I am not, in fact, an astronaut, and I now have a lot (a LOT) of packets of freeze-dried fruit in my pantry.
That’s about where I’m at with Idol. The first week back I get really excited and I read all the articles and listen to all of the commentaries, and then it hits this point where I’m like, really? we’re still in audition rounds? I’d much rather be watching the new White Collar episode from last night I missed. And now there’s a lot of Idol on my Dv-r I’m pretending isn’t there.
But we can’t let it go bad! So here we are!
Steven Tyler and JLo have seriously brought new life, and I’m lovin’ it. (See the quotable down below). If Steven Tyler would stop groping teenage girls with his eyes, I’d totally love him. But it’s the dirty eyes that I can’t get over.
I’ve also appreciated more of a focus on the good contestants and less on the crazies this year. It wouldn’t be Idol if there weren’t some screen time happy nutjobs, but I definitely feel like we’re seeing less of them.
Day one in Milwaukee, every 15 year old that walked in the door got a golden ticket to Hollywood. What happened to this show? Darn you, Justin Bieber!
Listen, I’d be willing to argue with any sane person that Idol season 7 was it’s best ever. And while I can’t prove this (I mean, I could, it would just take too long and I don’t care that much) I’d be willing to bet that the average age of that Top 10 was the oldest its ever been. I don’t need another Bieber, I need some more of this:
Loved Scott McCreery, who brought a strong showing for country music. Naima Adedapo had a strong showing, but I think her style is a little too much for the wasp-y Idol crowd. I wish it wasn’t true, and maybe it won’t be this year, but I’d be surprised. Jerome Bell lit it up, and he let out a little mini Steven Tyler scream, and I swear Steven’s eyes doubled in size he loved it so much. He’ll need to tone it down a bit and control his vocals, but he could have some mild success. As JLo said, “Jerome Bell. Remember that name!”
OK, I have to share, I just checked my email and briefly skimmed an email from a friend and this is what I read: “p.s. I was reading your blog and it really makes me want to drink”
And I was gonna be like, OK, if you don’t like it, don’t read it! What the heck?! We can’t be friends anymore. BUT since I like having this person in my life because she also writes things like “my vegetarianism is now defined as ‘I occasionally eat free-range when I’m cooking for myself and order vegetarian food at restaurants, but if someone offers me food that they made I will accept it and not ask any questions.’ But I also ate that chik-fil-a once, and I do like to support Christian organizations…So, basically, my vegetarianism is no longer actually vegetarianism.” I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. Turns out what she actually said was “p.s. I was reading your blog and it really makes me want to drink and watch television with you. So that needs to happen sometime.”
She’s forgiven. We’re friends again. And we’re having dinner at Chick-fil-A on Friday. Done annnnnd done.
Go Pack Go!
Faves: Scott McCreery, Jerome Bell, Molly “White House Intern” Swensen (even if she was a little breathy for me, personally), Scott Dangerfield (even though I can’t take anyone with that last name seriously), Alyson Jados
Quote It!: “Well hellfire save matches *#$& a duck and see what hatches! Am I allowed to say that?” (yeah. that happened)
“[My dad’s] not a hippie! Hippie’s believe in sex! He hasn’t gone anywhere…with anybody…since my mom left him.” (oh gracious. Jesus, take this wheel.)
a brand new logo and everything! January 20, 2011Posted by Meg C in Idol.
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If you’re counting, we’re two episodes in and we’ve already heard 2 songs previously covered on Glee. It’s curious, I think. Which is why I’ll be keeping count. I have to imagine the people auditioning for Idol are the same people willing to poney up for a Glee t-shirt, so I’m interested to see how many Glee songs pop up. Anyway…
I have to say, while pretty much nothing is new format-wise, Idol has actually done a good job at making it fresh. Randy still seems pretty useless, as my mom said, but he seems like he’s having fun being in charge. Steven Tyler just makes things fun, and I’ll be darned if Jenny from the Block isn’t hilarious! You go, JLo!
I was flummoxed by this Brett Loewenstern and his family. Like a real life Kurt Hummel. But what really got me was his family. His mother looked like she was about 2 years older than him and I took one look at her and thought “trophy wife.” But then she and her husband started talking about how their son can do anything he wants in life, and I’m not going to lie, I think I got a little emotional. I also just cut up an onion for guacamole, so I guess it’s hard to say.
Jacee Badeaux. Jacee freaking Badeaux! Brother walked up and I got ready to walk right on out to get more pita chips but then he started singing and he melted me. I got some tears again and I’m almost positive that this time it had nothing to do with the onions. All three judges seemed content to just let him keep on singing as long as he darn well pleased. Randy seemed downright giddy. And so was I.
And then of course, the story of single mom Paris Tassin and her special needs daughter started, and then she sang stinkin Carrie Underwood and JLo started weeping and I started seriously (seriously? is this happening?) tearing up and now I don’t feel like eating my guacamole anymore. Ice cream it is!
It was a short one tonight, which I appreciated, because goodness knows I couldn’t do much more of that stuff.
So all in all, 37 more are headed West, and we saw 7 of em. How doya like them apples?
Favorites: Sarah Sellers. Jacee freaking Badeaux! Brett “red apple in a pile of green apples” Loewenstern.
Quote it! “You had me sold from the moment you laid eyes on me.”