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weaselmomWhat a week it's been! Last Wednesday's show (each Wed. a competitor is culled) was a real shocker. The contestants with the three lowest vote totals were Nikki (no surprise), Ryan (ditto), and Justin. I'll grant you that Justin's performance the night before was uncharacteristic for him, but I actually liked it better than his typical cooing into the camera. I guess the legions of fangirls didn't agree, and his vote total suffered. However, it was Ryan who got the boot, and deservedly I say. I think Justin really needed this wake-up call. The way his ego was swelling, if he had bumped his head on something, his skull would have exploded like an airbag in a rear-ender.
The theme was "Big Bands." I've been listening to a lot of Glenn Miller lately, so I was pumped for this. Tamyra went first with a spectacular rendition of "Minnie the Moocher" complete with scat. I have to admit I could only think of Jeeves uttering "Ho de ho de ho de ho, sir" but it was a great performance. Judge Randy said it made him feel like he was watching her perform during that period in time. Justin followed with "Route 66" and although I feel he had to fight for control and volume sometimes, it was still an excellent performance. I really love seeing these young people throw themselves into music that is 60 or 70 years old and making it their own. Christina did a song called (I think) "You've Got to Live a Little." Although the judges liked it, I don't think it showcased her voice well. She still has a vibrato that crops up in inappropriate places, and I didn't think the song fit her well. But everything went downhill from there. Nikki is more of a rock/punk girl and she really struggled with this genre, choosing "Hard-Hearted Hannah." I thought her performance was just OK because it was clear that she never got into it. Simon was very blunt, telling her that she needed to pull out the performance of a lifetime to stay in the show another week, and she didn't. However, she may have gotten a reprieve, because RJ went down in flames. He looked terrific in an all-white suit, but he picked an extremely lackluster song ("I Don't Dance") that did nothing for his voice. He also forgot the lyrics for a verse but recovered as well as anybody could under the circumstances, and in fact Simon even complimented him on his recovery. The judges didn't crucify him but they didn't have to--his performance spoke for itself. Unless the fangirls rally to his support, I don't think he'll make it. Fortunately, the show ended on a positive note because Kelly gave a totally charming performance of "Stuff Like That There." I really think of her as more of an innocent country girl, but it was fun to see her playing a bit of a vamp. Even though tomorrow won't hold much of a surprise, I'll still tune in to say goodbye to either Nikki or RJ. Tonight I did my part for Tamyra's cause by calling in ::cough mumble:: times to cast my vote for her.
In other news, K & C made it to Kansas on, as they say, a wing and a prayer. Sometimes the only good thing you can say about a situation is that there was no actual loss of life. Soon I have to start rearranging my thought patterns around the fact of their leaving. This means not driving down their old street or making plans to see movies with them instead of on our own.
Here's a happy note: Got my copy of Fellowship of the Ring. I'm holding off watching it until I have four uninterrupted hours, so it probably won't happen until this weekend. Wednesday is more AI, Thursday is dancing, and on Friday the new Vin Diesel movie opens. Anticipation is a good thing.
I participated in PMB's Seagoth yard sale as the token vanilla (non-goth) merchant, where I met several nice people off the Seagoth board. It worked out well because I gave the nice, middle-aged housewives something to buy. My mom donated a number of hideous objects that sold quite quickly, including a plaster dachshund that is going to make some lady's hairdresser very happy. I cleared only about $41, but considering most of my stuff was priced well under a dollar, that's not too shabby. I hope there is another yard sale this year, because I'll be better prepared. That night I collapsed over at Sc and Je's house for pizza and Amelie, yet another wonderful movie that I failed to catch in the theater.
My house is clean, Tamyra sang her heart out, my friends didn't die on the road to Kansas, and I have LotR:FotR awaiting my viewing pleasure. Could be worse.
The theme was "Big Bands." I've been listening to a lot of Glenn Miller lately, so I was pumped for this. Tamyra went first with a spectacular rendition of "Minnie the Moocher" complete with scat. I have to admit I could only think of Jeeves uttering "Ho de ho de ho de ho, sir" but it was a great performance. Judge Randy said it made him feel like he was watching her perform during that period in time. Justin followed with "Route 66" and although I feel he had to fight for control and volume sometimes, it was still an excellent performance. I really love seeing these young people throw themselves into music that is 60 or 70 years old and making it their own. Christina did a song called (I think) "You've Got to Live a Little." Although the judges liked it, I don't think it showcased her voice well. She still has a vibrato that crops up in inappropriate places, and I didn't think the song fit her well. But everything went downhill from there. Nikki is more of a rock/punk girl and she really struggled with this genre, choosing "Hard-Hearted Hannah." I thought her performance was just OK because it was clear that she never got into it. Simon was very blunt, telling her that she needed to pull out the performance of a lifetime to stay in the show another week, and she didn't. However, she may have gotten a reprieve, because RJ went down in flames. He looked terrific in an all-white suit, but he picked an extremely lackluster song ("I Don't Dance") that did nothing for his voice. He also forgot the lyrics for a verse but recovered as well as anybody could under the circumstances, and in fact Simon even complimented him on his recovery. The judges didn't crucify him but they didn't have to--his performance spoke for itself. Unless the fangirls rally to his support, I don't think he'll make it. Fortunately, the show ended on a positive note because Kelly gave a totally charming performance of "Stuff Like That There." I really think of her as more of an innocent country girl, but it was fun to see her playing a bit of a vamp. Even though tomorrow won't hold much of a surprise, I'll still tune in to say goodbye to either Nikki or RJ. Tonight I did my part for Tamyra's cause by calling in ::cough mumble:: times to cast my vote for her.
In other news, K & C made it to Kansas on, as they say, a wing and a prayer. Sometimes the only good thing you can say about a situation is that there was no actual loss of life. Soon I have to start rearranging my thought patterns around the fact of their leaving. This means not driving down their old street or making plans to see movies with them instead of on our own.
Here's a happy note: Got my copy of Fellowship of the Ring. I'm holding off watching it until I have four uninterrupted hours, so it probably won't happen until this weekend. Wednesday is more AI, Thursday is dancing, and on Friday the new Vin Diesel movie opens. Anticipation is a good thing.
I participated in PMB's Seagoth yard sale as the token vanilla (non-goth) merchant, where I met several nice people off the Seagoth board. It worked out well because I gave the nice, middle-aged housewives something to buy. My mom donated a number of hideous objects that sold quite quickly, including a plaster dachshund that is going to make some lady's hairdresser very happy. I cleared only about $41, but considering most of my stuff was priced well under a dollar, that's not too shabby. I hope there is another yard sale this year, because I'll be better prepared. That night I collapsed over at Sc and Je's house for pizza and Amelie, yet another wonderful movie that I failed to catch in the theater.
My house is clean, Tamyra sang her heart out, my friends didn't die on the road to Kansas, and I have LotR:FotR awaiting my viewing pleasure. Could be worse.
