American idol 5 -- episode 12Here’s how I would’ve started out Tuesday night’s show if I had Seacrest’s job: “Trumping Barry Manilow as the most lesbian-looking male guest star this season: say hello to Rod Stewart!” Yes, it’s true; Rod Stewart was Tuesday night’s guest star on American Idol. And though Stewart shares a physical resemblance to the man who “writes the songs that make the world I was dreading Barry Manilow Night until I learned the performers wouldn’t actually be forced to sing his lame songs. Tuesday, when I found out the competitors wouldn’t be singing Stewart originals, but in fact covers from his covers albums, I was a bit bummed. I dig Stewart’s music. Should I be embarrassed by that confession? I don’t even know anymore. What I do know is I was looking forward to Taylor rocking “Ooh La La.” I was hoping Chris would choose “Stay With Me.” I couldn’t wait for Paris to belt out “Tonight’s The Night.” I’ll admit it: I’m a Rod Stewart fan. I celebrate the guy’s entire catalog. Good musician or not, Hot Legs Stewart is a worthless vocal coach. Every pre-performance clip featured Stewart offering empty observations or pseudo-advice in his raspy British accent. Really quite good actually, yes. Stewart was a high-energy bloke, but seemingly offered very little substance to the show. In other words, he was a coherent version of Paula Abdul. Chris Daughtry Chris wanders off his well-worn INTENSITY AT ALL COSTS path to sing a slow, reverent version of “What A Wonderful World.” His deep, gravelly voice plays nicely into the song, making for a worthy performance. But the vest...? Man oh man. Who is he, Chandler Bing? Paris Bennett Taylor Hicks Elliott Yamin (It is at this point in the evening that I begin to feel vexed. I’m deeply enjoying the show thus far; the only problem is…how am I supposed to poke fun at quality performances? Writing a complimentary recap is no fun for anyone.) Kellie Pickler Did she make a poor song choice? Check. ("Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered," a slow, boring, dated “classic.” Not meant to be sung live.) Did she do a poor job of singing? Check. (Timid, sharp, numerous missed notes. I physically winced. Even she admitted afterwards to having “butchered it.”) Did she demonstrate poor stage presence? Check. (She didn’t move once.) Did she look bad? Check. (Looked like she was heading to a prom – in 1996.) The result: a perfect 4-for-4. Congratulations, Pickles. Your parting gift will be…a plane ride home. (I’ll be waiting for you here in your bedroom closet, where I’ve been since week two. See you soon!) Ace Young Katharine McPhee And as if that isn’t weird enough, when I sneak a glance at my roommate Spoon, all of a sudden his allergies are flaring up too. We inadvertently catch each other’s eyes and quickly look away. We haven’t spoken since.
Best performances: (1) Katharine McPhee, (2) Elliott Yamin, (3) Paris Bennett.
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