It's that time of year again, folks, when people come together in the spirit of giving and a jolly fat man let's people know if they're being naughty or nice: American Idol Season 6 begins today! Obviously at this point there's not much to say about it, other than noting the usual promises that it's the best, wildest season yet. My only hope is that America has learned its lesson from last year, and destroys any and all grey-haired soul muppets early on. Who knows how much DNA Joe Cocker spread across the United States during the 1970s? Surely one would have to measure it by the million-barrel, like oil, and you know that now it's all headed straight for Idol tryouts like that was magnetic North. I guess I do have another hope, and that is an end to Idol judges letting through the Scott Stappiest wiener-bones of all humanity's dregs. Chris Daughtry sucked. Bo Bice sucked. Pouty Greek guy sucked. What they're doing might resemble rock in some superficial way, but it's not actually rock: it's fossilized sloth dung from the days of ice and megafauna. That's about it, I guess. If I had three wishes, they'd be a billion dollars and then those two things. Either way, though I enjoy the whole competition, the tryouts episodes should be universally appealing to pop lovers and haters alike. It's second only to Cops for best delusional people caught on film at their peak for entertainment purposes.
1 comment:
the faux rockers have been a bit annoying, but i liked bo bice. he seemed to be a legit southern bumpkin who probably could have been in some sort of post-plane crash version of Skynyrd.
It is funny though how non-pop the recent idols have been. Kelly Clarkson was transformed into a pop star, but in general the idol winners have been sort of out of left field.
one of these days they will vote in a true pop star that can proudly walk in the company of past pop greats like The Proclaimers, Ace of Base, The monkees, etc.
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