Yes, it’s back. By popular demand. And by “popular,” I mean two people asked if I’d be doing it this year. I don’t think I’m going to have time to write as much as I did last year. But I’ll at least put up an open thread for the Idolites to discuss, and for the haters to bitch about how Idol is proof that American culture has gone down the crapper.
That out of the way, let’s get to opening night. Awful, wasn’t it? I thought the first three performers were surprisingly decent. Then it all went to hell.
Danny Gokey saved the night with a capper that blew everyone away, as anyone who watched the early rounds might have expected. I wish he hadn’t sung Mariah Carey. If there’s one thing I hate worse than post 90s R&B, it’s adult contemporary. Carey bring the worst of both. Still, Gokey’s a good six lengths ahead of everyone else who sang tonight. The guy’s also really likable, and brings a compelling story. Let’s put him among the five or so favorites right now, along with Adam Lambert, Jasmine Murray, Matt Giraud, and Scott MacIntyre.
The three who should advance from tonight’s 12? I’d say Gokey, Alexis Grace, and Ricky Braddy. I also liked Jackie Tohn’s take on Elvis, though her mannerisms can grate at times. Grace was something of a surprise, too, wasn’t she? White girl’s got some soul. Anyone other than those four would be a crime. The rest ranged from passable to horrifyingly bad.
Jamar Rogers was robbed!