Don’t know if you’ve heard, but there’s this like talent show thing coming on tonight, where a bunch of people audition to sing their way to a recording cont—
Who am I kidding?! Hey America! Idol starts tonight! And while Mike Slezak, King of All Idolistan, is probably someplace sitting in quiet meditation to mentally prepare for his first TV Watch of the show’s sixth season, I am not! I am in a hollerin’ mood!
The producers and judges have already told us that there’s no clear front-runner in this year’s crop of finalists, so that can mean only one of two things: 1) they’re all really boring or 2) they’re all really good. And lucky for us, either of those options suggests that the people who do not make the finals are either 1) really freakin’ bizarre or 2) really, really bad. I will be watching closely, after last season’s trifecta of Rhonetta Jackson, Crystal Parizanski, and Zachary Travis left me wondering if perhaps the producers shouldn’t be administering Wonderlic tests outside the audition room before putting some of these folks on television.
But that’s just me. How many of you PopWatchers out there are psyched to see borderline mentally handicapped individuals butcher Christina Aguilera songs…and how many of you are content to wait until the talent shows up? My goal is, as usual, to engender an us against them mentality here on the blog. Show of hands! Choose sides!
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