Steven to formulate the collection of the medicine our eleven would be singing over the following two hours. It was Motown night, baby. “It only made me wishing to make out with girls,” Steven said, his haggard face split into a grin.
Motown, it was repeated, is all about feeling it. As the singers got down to look it, the judges obediently piled on the superlatives. It’s become clear that superlative-piling is their chosen method for judging the season. Only Randy will function to kick that a song wasn’t well “at first,” but eventually, he’ll take it did go into the better performance of the night, by the best vocalist in the competition.
Last night, there were exactly 11 best singers. Casey Abrams heard there isn’t anybody like him right now (in the world, was the implication); Thia has something in her no one could have expected; Jacob Lusk gave his best performance of the season; Lauren Alaina “ripped that song another beauty mark”; Stefano is both “the best” and had “no real emotional connection with the audience,” which is a tricky combo to rip off; Haley can get her voice “do more than anyone’s in the competition;” Scotty’s low notes “tweak everybody”; Pia is “the nearest star in this American Idol universe” (close is good); Paul McDonald’s “got a charge in his voice” (a rupture is too good); Naima is “the solid package”; and James Durbin left J. Lo speechless, “which is a difficult matter to do,” she said. It certainly is! Look at all that praise she and her friends heaped!
Unfortunately for the contestants, the judges’ glowing opinions don’t really matter anymore. Last night may not even matter, since, despite themselves, the judges were right. Everyone seemed to be feeling it. Big picture-wise, this leaves Haley and Naima in the trickiest spot. Haley sang a strong “You’ve Really Got a Hold On Me” (heavy on the growls), but she’s been in the bottom three twice now, a book no one else holds. Naima has one of the weakest voices, and is a wild-card entrant/ bottom-dweller herself. But her perseverance in putting together fully-formed shows for the multitude could pay off as a distraction. Last night she busted into an African dance in the centre of “Dance in the Streets.” (Can just anyone request African drummers or is Naima pulling some strings?) It gave J. Lo her first rash of goosebumps, and was fun, if not totally polished. But is it adequate to balance Naima against 10 others who all turned out what the judges swear were the best performances _ ever? Is anyone’s, for that matter? Read the rest of this entry »
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