American Idol was a hot mess on two levels tonight. First, what a bunch of utter BS that only 2 judges spoke after each contestant. And it was either Randy/Kara or Paula/Simon. THAT was the only way they could figure out how to get the show in under an hour? Are you fucking kidding me? Forty-two minutes of show outside of commercials MINUS (2 minutes x 7 songs x 2 more minutes of puff piece) = 14 minutes for judging. In other words, each judge gets 30 secs. How fucking hard is that? And Paula is getting worse and worse. The scripted lines are so obviously memorized beforehand, since they have absolutely NOTHING to do with the performance she (supposedly) just watched. And if I were Anoop, Matt or Kris, I would be pretty pissed off that I didn't hear Simon's opinion, since, let's face it, his is the only one that counts. And they STILL went over time.
I like Quentin Tarantino as much as the next guy, but as a mentor? WTF? Yeah, it was a movie theme, but still. He was teats on a bull tonight.
The other huge problem tonight was...THE PERFORMANCES. It had its moments, but the overall impression was "This was the best they could do?" Oh God, the song choices. Not one but TWO Bryan Adams songs, plus three giant cheesefest songs, one WTF? song (from my dear BSC (batshitcrazy) Adam), but I give props to Kris for picking an out of the way (but Oscar winning) contemporary song. Best song choice of the night.
( Cut for length and rantage. )~In other news, there is another Green Day club show tonight at the Fox Theatre in Oakland, and they are filming the show for some purpose. I decided to sit this one out, because my sources tell me there will be a fourth "secret" show at a different, smaller club tomorrow night, so I will be spending a large part of my day scoring tix to that, then hitting the 101 for the 4 hour trek north again.
Sigh, the things we do for our bands.