Re: American Idol 2009- Season 8 Thread and Discussion
American Idol- Hollywood Week Episode #1- February, 3, 2009
Hooray for Hollyweird. After the Deliverance-like torture of audition weeks, what was that 47 weeks of audition agony?, we are finally in Hollywood. The Kodak Theater, stars on the sidewalk, famous people paying $32 for a cheeseburger at Spago, and all the melodrama of Ryan Seacrest you can handle. Did they tell you it was their biggest season yet? Hoot, there it is.
Ok, thirty seconds in we are already in the time wasting stage. Dammitall, Idol! Barry Manilow tries to feign relevancy. Fail.com just called Barry, you made the cut.
The Lil Rounds pimpage begins. Not so little Lil, a cappella?s the crap out of Whitney Houston. The Doberman magic eight ball sees Latoya London and/or Jennifer Hudson in her future. Standing O in the Kodak theater for the Lil one.
Dennis Brigham follows up with an off-key thud and the first dramatic cut is imminent. Lil and two anonymous contestants go through. Tranny Dennis goes home, but not without a fight and some choice words.
First look at Danny Noriega-lite, Nate Marshall. He has less than a zero shot at winning but sounds very good. Nate is this year?s homeless flaming sob story finalist. Good voice, zero intangibles. Anoop-dog and young diva Jasmine Murray follow up with solid solos. Hippie chick Rose Flack is feeling the pressure but comes through in the clutch. All of them along with young Castro advance further in the competition.
Queen Von is on deck here and Dober-favorite Stephen Fowler gets his first air time. No disappoint there, he is my pick to win right now. Jorge Nunez is rocking the scarf and repping for the Ricans. Queen Von oversings and absolutely mutilates whatever that train wreck was. All three go through.
After a brief crying montage, Nick Mitchell continues the running comedy portion of the show. Nick, er Norman, can actually sing but it gets lost amidst the Improv routine. Despite his lack of seriousness, the comedy show must go on. Pseudo-Winehouse Frankie Jordan and sight-impaired Scott MacIntyre also pass go.
Day 2 brings us a little Rihanna background music. Can you say guest judge? I like me some Rihanna.
Jackie Tohn leads off the second half-hour of pimpage. She?s Amanda Overmyer without, oh, everything. But she fit?s the predisposed genre slot so, yeah, she?s through. Jenesis sighting, Jenesis sighting! That may be all we get of her but I?ll take it.
Time for the Danny and Jamar show. We revisit the Danny Gokey sob story, which means in essence, he will be going through. Jamar Rogers failed to have a significant other who died so he is at a severe disadvantage here. For now both go through. If I were Jamar though I?d make sure a relative dies quick or it will be a short trip to Hollywood.
Don?t blink or you?ll miss Mishavonna Henson and Megan Corkrey (aka Mrs. Mr. Smith and Dober-odds on favorite).
Bikini-whore?s fifteen minutes of fame are nearly up. In the words of Hannibal Lecter, tick-tock tick-tock. In the intro, Jenesis just gave her the ?look?. She shoots, she scores. Katrina is beyond awful in her singing. Andy Warhol was right, 14:57, 14:58 14:59, but the clock stops just short and the ratings fraud continues. Ugh, all that and we miss seeing a real contender like Jeanine Vailes.
Jessica, Sharon, Patrica, all get the boot. We hardly knew ye. Michael Sarver shows vocal control and Jesus Valenzuela again fails to impress. One man?s dream lives on, the other?s dies on the vine.
Probably the last television piece of Emily Wynne-Hughes career is up next. Emily could use a different song choice as well as a designated driver. With those tats, he next logical step is sixth man for the Denver Nuggets. Wait, is this the last piece of the night. Build drama, create tension, and then put her through. Idol is anything if not predictable.
Some random girl can?t take rejection. Then a quick glimpse of several top contenders including Brent Keith Smith and Anne Marie Boskovich (sports girl-girl).
104 Mohicans are left and group night is on the horizon. No more saving the drama for Obama, the stuff is going to hit the fan folks.
