Thursday, March 01, 2007

Melinda Doolittle restores my faith in the Idol franchise, humanity

Did you see her last night? It gave me a Sarah Vaughan feeling. Serious. I'm ready to buy my Melinda Doolittle at the Meyerson tickets right this very minute.

And Antonella seemed like America's newest sharp-singing home-porno sweetheart until she took that shot at the judges. Now? The spell is broken.

3 comments:

Make the logo bigger said...

This is kind of my own little March Madness in reverse thing, where people only start watching the NCAA tourney around the semi-finals, but I stop watching Idol after the talent starts rising.

But that’s what rebels do.

Irene Done said...

There is much wisdom in what you say. But tell me -- what ever do you do with the extra 5 hours you gain each week by not watching?

Make the logo bigger said...

I donate it to the world wide internet. Oh sure, it’s not quite the same thing as buying something ( RED ) from Bono, but it’s close. It feels almost as good.

Almost.