No, the groundhog didn’t see his shadow. You get six weeks for that, anyhow. The title refers to the fact that we’re getting down to the short strokes with American Idol’s eight season. This week, we eliminate Danny, and next week we watch the anticlimactic face-off between Kris and Adam, and guess who will win?
Or maybe not.
American Idol’s “voting public” has shown itself to be a fickle aggregation in the past. They tend to do irrational, childish things, because they tend to be irrational children. One year, like lemmings, they let themselves be led over the cliff by over-the-hill shock jock Howard Stern, voting for Sanjaya Malaker as a joke that kept his talentless ministrations on the screen for far too long. Another year, they dumped Jennifer Hudson, who has since won an Oscar. Somehow, they also managed to create “idols” like Ruben Studdard (over Clay Aiken), Taylor Hicks (over Katharine McPhee), and Jordin Sparks (over Blake Lewis). Who knows what goes through their minds?
I’ve caught a lot of chatter about people disliking Adam Lambert because he’s too cute, too feminine, too slick, whatever. If these nine-to-seventeen year-old voters get something in their mind, they could very well turn the tide of what seems to be an Adam Lambert juggernaut. I guess that’s a good reason to stick with it for the next two weeks, as otherwise, the conclusion is foregone.
Last week, little Allison Iraheta was eliminated. She kind of looked like an orangutan with dyed red hair, and seemed to be trying to perform material that was older than she. Don’t get me wrong — her voice, if not her looks, has potential. However, for now, it often appeared that we were watching a high school presentation. Many people said that the wrong person was eliminated. Oh, yeah? Well, who was the right person, wise guys?
See? I told you you were full of crap!
Tonight, we get to see Adam, Danny, and Kris in all their glory. If you want to know the truth, I wouldn’t pay good money to see any of them or to listen to their recordings. In fact, there are few among the seven past Idols I could actually say I’ve spent money on. I could count them on both hands (if I don’t count the individual fingers). Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood. That’s it. It doesn’t matter, though. At this stage, they all can count on getting a recording contract for at least a couple of bucks. I have a feeling that Adam might piss a few people off with what he does tonight, so go ahead and watch. I’ll be there.
