Thursday, January 25, 2007

New Yore, New Yore

Last night was bad, but not NEARLY as bad as Seattle... come on... admit it!

Ian - the first one of the night- was purely an act to get on TV. He did the same schtick in So You Think You Can Dance. I was SO bored and over him... bleh.

I agree with CP, too. Once chickee gets home to dear ol' Daddy, he is going to whoop her ass. Calling him on the phone was such a cop out! What was he supposed to say? Geesh.

Did you catch the 47 year old dude singing New Yore, New Yore?! Now that was a plant from producers if there ever once was. Even if he sounded like Ol' Blue Eyes he couldn't have gone through... he is over. the. age. limit. Do the producers think we are stupid?

And what was up with the last girl? Orgasmic, trippy chick? She was something! There is no way she was for real... no way. She sucked SOOOOOO bad.

I'm ready for this part to be over. I want to see talent. Not wannabe singers that are doing their best to sound their worst. OVER IT! Let's get down to the final 12 so we can figure out who we love and hate.

PS... That Sundance dude WAS NOT better than Taylor. I've said it and I stand by it.

Soul Patrol!

3 comments:

Coaster Punchman said...

No kidding! What was up with that guy? He was like 50 years old! Isn't the cutoff age like 24 or something?

I agree- this early part is funny for a few hours but them I'm done and want to start the competition.

Amy said...

Yeah, I'm so done with it too Marni.

As far as orgasm girl goes, I don't know what you're talking about. I totally felt her. She had more talent than... well, I don't know, maybe a snail or something. Oh, but a snail can carry his house on his back... so maybe a slug.

Dale said...

Amy, you just want her hat. Admit it.