We’ve made it to Hollywood! Finally…
I’ve been looking forward to Hollywood Week. Scary, yes, but the audition rounds are more tedious than amusing and frankly, I would rather hear people deemed talented do horribly as opposed to all those designated trainwrecks. Or single moms. Or survivors of divorce. Oh wait, those are all the ones we’re going to spend the next 3 months of our lives watching.
Ellen DeGeneres is here. I adore Ellen, but I miss Paula Abdul. Couldn’t we have traded in Kara DioGuardi for Ellen? Then everyone would have been happy! Big Pharma, lesbians, housewives, me, you, Quatto the Mole, Oskar…
Alzheimer’s Tragedy Teenager Katie Stevens vs. The Big Skiibowski
Gawker’s Richard Rushfield has been riding the Katie Stevens train since the season premiere. I still contend she only brought her memaw out from the attic for the film crew. Oh, and she’s singing Stevie Wonder’s For Once In My Life. Yes, yes. I know they are given a somewhat limited selection of songs, but can’t we just save all Stevie Wonder for say, an episode of all Stevie Wonder music? Did I also forget to mention OMG SHE IS ONLY 16? Nice, I guess. But I still yawned.
Antonio Wheeler–aka Skiibowski--may have wracked up several criminal violations, however, I think about how much more entertaining the show could be if he were allowed to stick around. And Skiibowski makes his exit.
After the commercial break, we are treated to a tiny montage of cannon fodder. I have no idea who these people are, which means they really, really should have concerned themselves more with exploiting a garden variety family tragedy than singing. I wonder why people insist on singing barefoot, and why some girl is wearing the glasses I had in the 4th grade. I am also disturbed by the fact the judges are now drinking Vitamin Water!
You want to keep reading, right? So keep reading.
Obviously, there are ways to go and I still need to upload photos for tonight’s extra-long (sorry!) recap. It’s late! I want to sleep!!!
TAKE A GANDER. The link above…seriously, go forth. It’s a sneak peek of sorts…okay. Now I am just rambling.