American Idol - Thoughts from a music expert, me

Weird night on American Idol. The producers put the rule out there that the songs have to be “popular downloads on iTunes.” That narrows down the choices to every single song ever written, ever, in history.

My expert, perfect-pitch thoughts on the night:

I want them to sing at my house for me: - Kris Allen and Adam Lambert. Both were awesome, sang great, made great song choices and came off a step above the rest of the group.

I hated them, judges loved them – Danny Gokey and Lil Rounds. I didn’t think either sounded particularly good. Danny sounded like he was straining and Lil, to me, sounded like a screeching cat. The judges, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of either. They are both front runners so this probably isn’t too big of a deal.

I usually love/hate them, I didn’t hate/love them tonight : Matt Giraud and Scott McIntyre. Giraud is one of my favorites but he sounded like complete, cringe-worthy garbage. I am worried about his chances. I typically cringe every time I hear Scott’s name get called but he pulled it off tonight with some Billy Joel. He is still creepy but at least the judges got to fawn over him some more.

I just said whatever : Anoop Desi

I couldn’t help but think of a Molly Ringwold film : Allison Iraheta wearing something Mrs. Channelup wore to an all 80’s night party a few months ago.

I covered my ears and lunged for the mute button: Megan Joy. What a steaming pile of feces of a performance.

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