Oh this is a bit embarrassing, what is it, my third American Idol mention here? How many years have I rolled my eyes at the American Idol craze? Many. I think now, though, that there is something to be said for just going along with the crowd. Cultural milestones and so on - Thursday nights in the 1980's, for example, most people my age would have been sitting with their televisions tuned into the Cosby Show (right? weren't we?!?) That's sort of endearing now.
My take on tonight's competition:
Everyone expects David Cook to win, and he almost won me over with a Duran Duran cover (even a poor one) but I cannot express how passionately I dislike his hairstyle. I mention it several times every single show to where I think my husband wishes I would go back to my knitting and leave the rest of the family in peace.
Syesha really grew on me during Andrew Lloyd Webber week and I'm a fan now. My husband agrees.
The other David has a great voice, but sort of bores me.
My favorite? I'm not saying he deserves to win, but I'm a Jason Castro fan. I'm a reluctant fan because his hair bugs me too, but his version of "Forever in Blue Jeans" last week was brilliant. And I'm normally opposed to anyone even attempting a Bob Dylan cover (and oh, he botched it tonight), he's just got such a folksy style I can't fault him. If I were to buy a CD from any of the above, it would be him.
OK that's it. I caved to Harry Potter, I caved to American Idol, but I will never understand what's so great about Starbucks. I promise.