American Idol – Season 7 – Top 4 Results
Greetings Idol Fans!
Our Idol kids keep dwindling in numbers and here we are at the final 4. Who knew crushing peoples dreams would be so dang fun!?!?
We start the show, of course, with the group number “Bringing In The Eaves.” OK, so I don’t know what eaves are, but I know this is so lame. 4 people don’t make for a really super engaging ensemble. Let’s face it, The Spice Girls (post Ginger) they ain’t.
Ryan does his boring recap that fills up about 5 minutes. Honestly, they should just read IdolBlather on air.
On to the Results.
David Archuleta
You again broke out the pleather members only jacket for this momentous occasion. Maybe some day you can afford the real leather one… you’re safe.
Filler time! Idol sent the kids to Vegas for a little fun and lots of promotional appearances. They got a private plane and a fan fair as they went to see Cirque du Soleil. All you need is love… and some really good sponsors.
David Cook
I wonder just how much effort goes into looking that dirty. I have another week to ponder, you’re safe.
So we’re left with Jason Castro & Syesha Mercado. But hey we have another like 40 minutes of show to fill, so lets extend their suffering.
Dang! They sneak it in on me every week!! Just when I’ve gotten past the first commercial break and I’ve just about forgotten, there it is. That Ford commercial. This week the Idolettes are Matadors in a creepy “Ring Of Fire” cover. I’m sorry but there is no frickin’ way 20 something Idols should be singing Johnny Cash to a bunch of 14 year olds. The cosmos is seriously unaligned right now.
Well he couldn’t keep a record contract, but Taylor Hicks gets his own postal stamp. I suppose having your face stuck on a thousand cable bills and birthday cards is almost as good as selling millions of albums. <AHEM>
Time wasting Q&A. David Cook gets a date in Pittsburgh. Jason has to overcome a dead brain, Syesha gets reminded that she’s the only girl, Simon wants to get knighted and be the next James Bond. Riveting…. really…
The special guest Maroon 5 takes the stage. That guy’s voice is so high, I swear he’s still waiting for the left one to drop. Maybe the pants are too tight and contorting his junk in weird ways.
Bo Bice is back to sing a new song that I think is called “Witness” (he says it like 37,ooo times.) About half way through I realized that I was having a conversation over it which means it was less than engaging. It’s only when he broke out the talk box when I snapped out of my indifference with a emphatic…. What the *&#$!!!???! Does Peter Frampton know this dude stole his shtick?” I know he’s being all true to himself, but the whole southern rock thing is so 30 years ago.
Thankfully, I think we are officially out of filler materials so we’re on to the final results.
Syesha and Jason are back center stage. Ryan rambles through their recaps from last night. The kids ramble a bit and Ryan lets the Idol Axe fall. And Jason is leaving us tonight! Oh thank the Idol gods!
So long Jason! Your big blue eyes and ratty hair have run it’s course on this Idol stage. But worry not, our idiot toker friend. For if this music thing doesn’t work out for you, you can always get a job as a brushless carwash. Besides, who knows! Hackie Sacks may become an extreme sport in the Olympics.
Peace, Love & A Really Good Conditioner,
Kristi



