Dial Idol has a close race between Allison (NO!!!!!), Jasmine, and Jorge heading off into the sunset.
The new rule- Judges save. It’s not as horrible as the idea floating out there that the judges were adapting the SYTYCD judging model ( America votes the bottoms, judges eliminate after a dance off). But I know that Idol fans, for all their complaints of Jennifer Hudson-Chris Daughtry- Michael Johns unfairness, prefer to have the vote without judges interference. I know I do- and I love love LOVE the three singers mentioned above.
So the group car wreck- er- number- let’s just skip that. I’m too tired to even comprehend it right now.
Is it me, or is RyRy looking particularly stupid tonight. I am tired. Daylight Savings and all.
Do the producers put these callback moments through Autotune or something. They always sound better in these callbacks. Except Jasmine.
And why would I bother to watch anymore if Adam and Danny are really the chosen ones? I want Alexis and Allison or Lil if necessary.
The Ford Music Video- not that sucky.
Rig Pig- safe.
Allison- safe. ( I love it when DI gets it wrong…)
Jasmine- down to the stage.
JT Wannabe- safe
Married Hottie and Megan Joy- Married stays, Megan to the floor.
Jasmine and Megan… and Megan is safe! Whooo! So relieved. She’s at least interesting. Jasmine is not interesting at all. They are making her sing as the judges deliberate. Why, God? I hate the sing out.
I want my Kanye and Kelly. Where are they?
Randy tells Jasmine sorry, not good enough. She cries. RyRy comforts her. We get the package and whatever sets in for me.
Kanye comes out and does “Heartless”, which is one of the best songs off of 808s and Heartbreaks. He has never been a great singer, but this song uses his limited vocal range and mixes his more light, sing-songy rap style to excellent effect.
Did they shrink the swaybots this year? I hardly have noticed them.
Those crazy ass screaming teens are too young for you, Kanye ( I know exactly how old he is, we were born a mere month apart).
That, ladies and gentlemen, is how one performs on the Idol stage. Awesome Kanye.
Scottay- safe. No surprise.
Alexis- safe. Thank the soul of Jimi.
Mopey- safe. Geez. And you know something? Sky is blue.
Anoop Doggy Dogg- to the stage.
Madame- safe. Sun is yellow.
Jorge… Lil… come on, we know it Jorge. And there he goes to the stage. Lil is safe. No kidding.
And they are going to make us wait. Poor guys. I hate RyRy for doing that to you. But Kelly’s gonna sing. We love Kelly. The Original Idol.
( I am clearly a Kelly girl from way back when, and I honestly think that the slam her last album got was unfair- it’s a mature, beautiful piece of melancholia).
This Idol re-visitation is gonna be weekly. Cool. Kelly looks fabulous, and is sweet and charming. She launches into ” My Life Would Suck Without You”, which is awesome if a little to reminiscent of ” Since U Been Gone”. I adore her still.
And so, we come down to Anoop and Jorge. And Anoop is safe… poor Jorge is gonna sing as the judges chat.
My friend, the awesome Melissa in Baltimore, had been hearing that only one person would end up getting eliminated due to the phone mishap ( Idol-13 is a porn number… whoops). But Simon puts that to rest with a sharp “No.”
That is Carrie singing ” Home Sweet Home”, a awesome cover of the Mötley Crüe road song classic. And we say goodbye to two.
Next week- more hell. This season is disappointing in so many ways.