What the heck am I watching?
Oh. Yeah. American Idol.
Before I go any further, here’s a trip down memory lane during this same Top 24 Week on Idol. ’Member this performance?
So, imagine my shock and horror at finally tuning in to Season 11 – just to see what the good folks are up to since I’ve been having such a good time tuning into The Voice – and what do I find?
First, what the heck was that… that … that thing I just witnessed at the beginning of the show? Some goofball doing a jazzed up version of Maroon 5′s “Moves Like Jagger”? Some generic-looking dude named Reed Grimm pulling out the drum sticks (seriously, after David’s “Drummer Boy” performance, other folks just need to sit down!) and trying to “move like Jagger” when he looks like he’s moving like his grandpa at some nursing home?
The follow up performer – another generic-looking guy – had the audacity to do a Motown song? Seriously, where the heck is your “soul”? Just… Ugh!
OK, so right now Season 11 is off to being the cheesiest cheese that ever cheesed!
And just when I thought they were bringing in some “diversity” with their Justin-Guarini-meets-Jason-Castro lookalike, the man made some painful sounds in what seemed to have been a semblance of a falsetto?!
Do I DARE keep watching for the rest of the night?
Sigh. I miss me some David.
More than that: I miss me some Simon Cowell, because unlike the present three stooges, he would have called out all these acts on the big “hot messes” that they are!
And this is what happens when American Idol continues to be in denial of David’s unmatched talent.