auditions: simulblogging las vegas...
It's Las Vegas and that only means one thing: weird people are gonna be showing up in my home. Why must they continue to make a stop in Sin City?
Jamaica Good Music? No, you don't, guy from Bakersfield, California with bad wig and stupid shirt. Go away. See? You ruined it for clown guy who would have probably been really, really good.
God, please get me out of this episode. And it's only seven minutes long.
But Mecca Madison, Miss Belly Dancer is, at least, decent, which is certainly more than we can say for our favorite psychic Bobbie May's colorful-haired sister. Why do these people keep reappearing even after they've been summarily dismissed on national television?
And please, no more twins! They end up in jail!
Of course we get the expected contestants who make Keith sound like Barry Manilow: Ryan who starts by asking Paula what her name is then being taken over by castrated aliens and a montage (coincidentially, I'm sure) of too-bad-to-be-arrested yahoos, all framed by "wanted" posters.
Oh come one, producers! Haven't you learned that police records and AI contestants isn't funny?
We do get a peek at a Vonzell clone who calls herself Heather Ward, sings about being a redneck and carries handcuffs. Okay, something just isn't right about this picture. But she gets through anyway.
Grand total of golden tickets = 2.
Vegas is obviously, again, filler.
[I gotta tell you, this is one of the most boring audition episodes ever.]
Okay, so Haggai the flag waving/wearing, God Bless the USA-singing guy was sweet in his patriotism, even though it is a bit tough to flirt while performing that song and Princess should be dethroned. They obviously set the bad kids up (yet again) for a crappy montage of "I Will Survive" as they promise us, perhaps, one saving grace in Taylor Hicks.
Oh how I want them to put this guy through. Imagine the makeover! And they do, as he deserves.
We get to see retrospectives and a glimpse of the eleven (wow!) total Las Vegas golden ticket holders.
How about next year we do Iowa, because obviously what happens in Vegas should stay there.
Tomorrow: Texas.
tag: american idol
Jamaica Good Music? No, you don't, guy from Bakersfield, California with bad wig and stupid shirt. Go away. See? You ruined it for clown guy who would have probably been really, really good.
God, please get me out of this episode. And it's only seven minutes long.
But Mecca Madison, Miss Belly Dancer is, at least, decent, which is certainly more than we can say for our favorite psychic Bobbie May's colorful-haired sister. Why do these people keep reappearing even after they've been summarily dismissed on national television?
And please, no more twins! They end up in jail!
Of course we get the expected contestants who make Keith sound like Barry Manilow: Ryan who starts by asking Paula what her name is then being taken over by castrated aliens and a montage (coincidentially, I'm sure) of too-bad-to-be-arrested yahoos, all framed by "wanted" posters.
Oh come one, producers! Haven't you learned that police records and AI contestants isn't funny?
We do get a peek at a Vonzell clone who calls herself Heather Ward, sings about being a redneck and carries handcuffs. Okay, something just isn't right about this picture. But she gets through anyway.
Grand total of golden tickets = 2.
Vegas is obviously, again, filler.
[I gotta tell you, this is one of the most boring audition episodes ever.]Okay, so Haggai the flag waving/wearing, God Bless the USA-singing guy was sweet in his patriotism, even though it is a bit tough to flirt while performing that song and Princess should be dethroned. They obviously set the bad kids up (yet again) for a crappy montage of "I Will Survive" as they promise us, perhaps, one saving grace in Taylor Hicks.
Oh how I want them to put this guy through. Imagine the makeover! And they do, as he deserves.
We get to see retrospectives and a glimpse of the eleven (wow!) total Las Vegas golden ticket holders.
How about next year we do Iowa, because obviously what happens in Vegas should stay there.
Tomorrow: Texas.
tag: american idol
posted by jennifer at 8:22:00 PM
4 Comments:
Bring on the voting already
Taylor Hicks is hot, he reminds me a bit of George Clooney. All they have to do is give him a better haircut. Did they increase the age limit to 30 though? Hugs, Albert
The age limit is still 28 at the time of audition, and the graphic last night indicated that Taylor was 29, the same age as Bo and Constantine at the same time last year.
Taylor does make the top 44, that is known. What is still up in the air is whether he's part of the top 24 since his website is still up and running. It is customary for personal websites of the finalists to be taken down during the run of the show.
Never thought I would think Texas would outshine Vegas but here's hoping. :)
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