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American Idol: Freaks Apply Here

One hour of “American Idol” two straight nights? No grueling two-hour episodes? This is like being on vacation. Or, more accurately, there is less b.s. and more auditions–mostly clunkers, but some really great singers as well.

Last night’s auditions were held at the Rose Bowl in Los Angeles, a mere stone’s throw from Hollywood.
But that didn’t mean that these contestants had any more talent than any of the other cities. In fact, there were way more freaks here than anything.

Olivia Newton John was a guest judge, and is it just me, or did she just seem like a mom sitting there?
She only threw comments in like “Keep working at it, you’ll get there,” or “I vote yes, you sang well.”
Yeah, I know, she’s secured her spot in history, but I just expected a little more celebrity flair. Or maybe I’m just used to Paula being wasted.

There were a handful of talented singers last night that they showed, the first of which was Alaina Alexander, who admitted that she had been toiling the L.A. singer/songwriter scene for six years and had given up hope that she would make it big. So this was her final attempt before trying her hand at something like, say, working at Target. Lucky for Alaina, her music career has been extended because she has real talent. Simon seemed to like her more than any of the other judges, but he likes all the cute chicks.

Brandon Rogers, another L.A. music scene vet who has been a backup singer for the likes of Anastasia and Christina Aguilera, sang Willie Nelson’s “Always on My Mind” damn near perfectly. This dude has charisma, soul, and incredible vocal ability. The judges all agreed that he could be a finalist, and I’m with them. Him and that other backup singer chick from Nashville.

The other guy that made it through was Brian Miller, who made it to Hollywood last season but bowed out early. He was okay but I expect him to punch a ticket home early again.

And now for the freaks….

Martik, who goes by the name “Eccentric” and makes these cat sounds while he performs (he likens himself to a panther) was perhaps the weirdest audition the show has ever seen. Dude pranced in like a cat, threw down his sunglasses and took off his shirt, and did these cat-like moves and hisses. I think he was saying “eccentric” has he was doing it. Finally, Simon suggested that dude get on with the singing portion of his audition. Well, that was a train wreck too. Somehow this guy has been led to believe by his friends and his own ego that he’s the next big thing, but here he was just the next big freak.

Then they showed a bunch of folks dressed as, among other things, a banana, before getting to Mariana. Mariana’s mom was one of Dean Martin’s “Gold Diggers” back in the day, so you had to figure she had some good genes. Wrong. Simon likened her to Cher after Cher sees the dentist, and that was pretty accurate. But worse was the fact that Mariana begged the judges to let her through to the point of distraction.

There was the Asian chick “Phuong,” who somehow thought she was the next….Taylor Hicks. Yes, that is what I said. Hey Phuong, not only is soul patrol already used, it doesn’t look right coming from you.
Well, I do know at least one person that thinks Phuong is probably a card carrying member of the soul patrol just for the drowned kittens. Yeah, I know, only a few of you get that joke, but I had to say it.

Sherman, a 64-year-old man, had a really sad story. His lady friend of 20 years had just passed away from cancer, but it was their ambition to get Sherman an audition on “Idol.” So both of them started a petition, and Sherman got his wish only days after his woman passed. He sang really great too, and hell, maybe some record exec will give this guy a deal.

Then there was the couple, Sparkles and Darold, who auditioned after they were seen sucking face in the lobby. Blech. They both sucked face better than they sang, but it was disturbing to see how Sparkles was hitting on Simon to persuade his decision. No dice.

Finally, there was Eric Mueller, who claimed to have been training for two years for this very audition. Naturally, dude was all over the place, no matter what key he began in.

There you have it. Six episodes of auditions down, one more to go, which is next Tuesday in San Antonio. Then the real fun starts, and you can read about it all here.

In the meantime, enjoy your wings, pizza and beer on Sunday. Colts 27, Bears 20.

American Idol: Southern Hospitality

Somehow, some way, Fox spared us by making “American Idol” one hour long last night. Having that extra hour unexpectedly was like finding a $50 bill on the street. I won’t question why, I’ll say “Thank You” to Fox for letting me get back to Rick Reilly’s “Who’s Your Caddy?” a bit earlier. Great book, by the way, that all of you golfers or Reilly fans should read.

Let me start by saying that Paula Abdul is messed up. It took us two weeks to see that drunk, disorderly Paula we’ve come to know and love, but she made an appearance. On the second day of the Birmingham audtions, Paula reportedly had to return home for a family obligation. Just a hunch, but I think that obligation was with her big brother, Tequila Abdul.

With only an hour to show the auditions in Birmingham (the city that brought us Idol faves like Taylor Hicks, Ruben Studdard and Bo Bice), only five of the really talented contestants’ entries were aired. Katie Bernard was the first of those, and while she sounded like a 3-year old when she spoke, she was all woman when she sang. This kind of disturbed Simon Cowell, but Paula and Randy voted her through to Hollywood.

Then there was young Tatiana from Atlanta. Have you ever woken up with the feeling you’re going to eat fried chicken, and then hours later found yourself in the KFC drive thru? I had that feeling about Tatiana when she was being interviewed, before she even sang. Like, this girl is going to be an awesome singer. And folks, I do have the gift of ESP. She was, as Randy declared, “a natural.” Maybe like Paris Bennett last season, and definitely top 12 material.

Bernard, who sang Michael Jackson’s “Rock With You,” was awesome, but Paula somehow thought he was off-key. Uh, Paula, the only thing off-key is the ringing in your ears from that bender.

Jamie Lee, a cute 16 year old blonde chick, matter of factly stated that her “daddy” is paralyzed, because he shot himself after catching his ex-wife cheating on him. How heartwarming. Somehow, this girl is unfazed by her home situation, and sang well enough to advance.

This chubby dude Chris, who described his look as a cross between Jack Black and Jack Osborne, was hilarious. When asked why he was there, he replied,” Because I want to make David Hasselhoff cry.” That was reference to when Hasselhoff was spotted in the audience teary-eyed during last season’s show. Props to this kid. But he could sing too, and mark my words, Chris is a dark horse to go really far.

As always, there were a few duds. I mean, that’s what drives ratings, so here is a glimpse into last night’s train wrecks….

Erica, a cute blonde from Auburn, was so off key it was painful. But to make things worse, she kept singing until security had to usher her out the door. Diana Warner, who was so round that she may have had a medicine ball in her dress, was also all over the place vocally.

Then there was Margaret, who was literally dressed like Big Bird. Simon called it an “Easter Bunny Nightmare Experiment.” Need I say more?

18 year old Victoria had six foot long hair, but just an average voice. Lakia Hill, who led the league in off-key notes last night, was accurately depicted by Simon as one of the worst contestants in Birmingham.

Then they showed a bunch of bad auditions that ended with contestants being gracious and saying “Thank you for the opportunity.” Talk about Southern charm. This wasn’t New York or any of those northern cities, where everyone thought it was their birthright to earn a golden ticket to Hollywood.

Finally, Brandy sang “Like a Virgin,” and danced with stripper moves, removing her sweater to the horror of Randy and Simon. When told by Simon that it was a “rotten audition,” Brandy claimed that it may have been the way her voice echoed off the fake floor, so they let her step back onto the carpet. Still no dice. So then she was outside being interviewed by Ryan Seacrest and was bad-mouthing both judges, even calling Randy a “fat ass.” Wow. But hey, that’s good television.

All in all, 20 contestants from B-ham made it on to Hollywood, and tonight’s auditions take place in Los Angeles, where a trip to Hollywood will mean a bus pass. See you tomorrow for the recap….

Heroes, Week 13: Manatees, ahoy!

So Niki’s still chillin’ in the rubber room when she opens her eyes and has a psychological counselor inform her that she’s suffering from multiple personality disorder. (Most likely reactions to this diagnosis from viewers: “Wow, it’s like she’s known Niki all her life!” or “Good work, Sherlock!”) A little later, her ex swing by, having finally gotten around to using his intangibility skills to visit. This occurs at approximately the same time that D.L.’s inability to realize that he actually has to go out and get a proper job infuriates Micah to the point where he uses his powers to knock over an ATM.

Surprisingly, Matt and his wife seem closer than ever now that he’s revealed his abilities to her, so much so that she takes in stride his announcement that he’s been laid off by the police force for six months. She also drops the bombshell that she’s pregnant. I don’t want to be a doomsayer, but I don’t see that pregnancy going to term…

Claie continues to tempt fate by hanging out with Zach. Come on, don’t tell me her dad doesn’t suspect something’s up! Manatee report, my ass. And then she goes the extra mile to get busted by calling for a meeting with Brother Voodoo. Mind you, he does manage to provide her with enough details, hints, and clues to send her on the path that successfully leads her to finding her birth mother…but he also assures her that this will be his last time meeting with her. Yeah, we’ll see about that…

Hiro remains powerless, which makes for a few funny scenes as they try to dodge some strangers who are trying to catch up with them. (The shot of them lying on the asphalt after the vehicle they were hiding under drove away was classic.) Of course, as virtually every viewer already figured (or, at least, those who pay any attention to the media), the “boss” who was after them was Hiro’s dad, played by a decidedly angry-looking George Takei. Oh, my!

Nathan and Mohinder have a nice little bonding session, which leads them to hunt up Peter, who’s been busy trying to sway the invisible man to join forces with him. Peter refuses to come along with Nathan and Moninder, however, and seemingly vanishes, making the last scene of that segment, with Mr. Invisible holding his hand over Peter’s mouth, particularly effective.

And, lastly, wow, shocking, Sylar didn’t actually die like Claire’s dad’s underling said he did. Everyone who saw it coming, please raise your hand…

“American Idol” to replace dazed, incomprehensible judge with…Courtney Love?

According to an “exclusive” report from Us Weekly, “American Idol” producer Nigel Lythgoe recently contacted Courtney Love to see whether she’d be interested in “sitting in as a judge” on the popular Fox phenomenon. It’s likely Lythgoe was only inquiring about a guest-judge stint for Love…but rumors are now swirling that he is considering replacing frequently woozy, slurry-of-speech perma-judge Paula Abdul with the brazen rocker.

These rumors can’t possibly be true — watch this clip for at least a dozen reasons why Courtney Love should never be placed in a position of prominence on a program that draws flocks of preteen girls — but they’re fun to think about, just the same.

Imagine what might happen the first time Simon and Courtney disagree on something: I smell a new product placement segment for Neosporin, Ace Bandages, or Hollywood’s crack (pun intended) EMT squad.

And just imagine Ryan Seacrest trying to say anything to Courtney. Anything at all. You can’t, can you? Because he’d never have the c-c-c-courage. One raised eyebrow from the former Mrs. Cobain, and Ryan dives behind that red Coca-Cola couch, quivering like a Chihuahua.

So, no: Chances are, Paula’s drunken slurring will probably not be replaced with Courtney’s drug-addled babbling any time soon…but it would certainly make for arresting television. Literally.

“24,” Hour 6: That’s Dr. Evil, thank you, not Dr. Romano

Well, that didn’t take long. Mr. “I swear on my family’s life” sold out both his Dudley Do-Right brother and morally ambiguous father at the drop of the hat, and by playing the family card, no less. Here’s the thing, though: if the plot didn’t require it, Jack Bauer would never, ever have thrown the handcuff keys to some hired goon that, only moments before, was about to unload an entire clip into his skull. Dr. Evil’s pleas to Jack about protecting family seemed desperate and hollow from the very beginning, and we now know just how meaningless those pleas actually were. But come on, of course they were meaningless to him. He’s been raising Jack’s son as his own. But that conspiracy theory will have to be put on hold for now.

So my left-field theory about Walid being a spy turned out to be dead wrong. But my observation in the first week about the FBI, and how they must be either incompetent or corrupt to allow such chaos to take place on American soil, could be dead on the money. After all, their plan to implicate the alleged terrorist detainees required Walid to do two simple things:

1) Steal the guy’s cell phone without him knowing
2) Return his cell phone without him knowing

You’re kidding, right? Pickpocketing someone is one thing, but giving back something without them realizing it is another thing entirely. There isn’t a single intelligence bureau working under our jurisdiction that would ever dream of doing something so boneheaded.

Which brings us to Karen Hayes’ sudden resignation from President Palmer’s staff, and subsequent request to join CTU in Los Angeles. I found Karen’s willingness to roll over so quickly a bit out of character, especially when it’s the Biscuit that’s asking her to roll over. She had a good game face when he challenged her with the supposed checkered past of her and hubby Bill Buchanan, so what made her change her mind so quickly? The plot, that’s what. Jack acted out of character, the FBI acted out of character, and Karen acted out of character, all because it was required of them. They would be wise not to make a habit of this in the coming weeks. Tony Kornheiser said earlier tonight on “Pardon the Interruption” that he thinks “24” is jumping the shark this very moment. I’m not ready to hop on that bandwagon yet, but episodes like this are only going to fan those flames.

And now, your conspiracy theory of the week.

If your mind is remotely as warped and suspicious as mine, then you watched Milo hand his login info over to Natalie and thought, “Big mistake.” They are setting up one of two things here: either they are paving the way for Milo’s exit – Eric Balfour, deservedly or not, has developed a rep as a show-killer of Ted McGinley-esque proportions – or they are about to expose that CTU has yet another mole bringing them down from the inside (my gosh, who screens the candidates there?). Given that Marisol Nichols is ten times the actor that Balfour is, the former theory would be better for the show, but that is no guarantee that they will do what’s best for the show.

Since the bomb dropped, the show has kinda fizzled. Time to turn things up a notch, guys. “Heroes” is beating you in the Neilsens. There’s a bull’s-eye on your back. Quit playing it safe and start killing people, stat.

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