The Idols

I admit it, I watch American Idol. Now I wouldn't generally torture you with a critique of the show but the contestants are singing songs by Neil Diamond. Neil Diamond trumps all. I love him with the fire of many suns.

***Off topic - One of my favorite memories of my mom...***

When I was 23ish and my mom was a nun, I met my parents at some festival so I could hear her perform with the other nuns. We decided my mom would ride back with me to their house. (If I was a true southern girl I would have said I carried my mom back to her house.)

We got into my car and my mom's face lit up. "Neil Diamond! I love Neil Diamond!" I looked at her like she was 1/2 cracked and told her we were listening to U2.

From that day on, every time I hear a U2 song it sounds just like Neil Diamond. Try it. Go pop Zooropa into the CD player and see if you don't hear it too.

***Back to American Idol***

David Archuleta needs to go home just on principle. That little twit managed to make the song America sound like he was performing in a bathroom. Hollow! He ruined it and aught to be beaten! I put my fingers in my ears and la-la'ed until Alan could fast forward to the end of David E's miserable rendition of one of the most heart wrenching Amway songs ever!

I listened to Jason Castro mumble through Forever in Blue Jeans because I couldn't actually hear him over my own crooning. And since the only good part about Jason is his stunningly handsome face, well, best of both world right there! Can't hear his annoying voice, I get to sing one of the best songs in the world AND eye candy. Would that be best of three worlds? Now it's getting a little Star Trekkie in here - Moving on.



Davis Cook. Oh, David Cook. You make me smile and have heart palpitations. He is so good he makes me cry. I swear he was singing All I Really Need is You he was singing just to me. Alan knows not to be jealous because David Cook loses most of his attraction without a microphone in front of his head. It's the weirdest thing. I think it's the shape of his chin. Lose the chin and Alan would have a run for his money.

And just to poke a little fun at myself, I learned today that it's not Reverend in Blue Jeans. You have to admit the song is much more interesting with a reverend in those jeans all throughout the song!