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  • American Idol Season 9 – Who Makes The Top 3?

    Last night was a pitiful show for the top four contestants. Jamie Foxx was dying to give away his ARTIST shirts, but they all looked like CONTESTANTS, except for Crystal Bowersox. I know, I know, the duets were good, but those don’t really count. They don’t even get graded on those.

    And what’s with Simon telling Crystal that she’s back in the running? Hasn’t she been the wire-to-wire leader all season long?

    Do you remember that old Sesame Street song that went, “One of these things is not like the other?” Someone needs to sing that song to Casey James. Talk about overstaying your welcome.

    My favorite American Idol winner ever, Fantasia is on stage singing Bittersweet. They shouldn’t have let her on the stage. She sings with more emotion in her fake eyelashes than any current season 9 contestant sings with in their entire body.

    It’s time to dim the lights. Ryno has the parents sitting to his left and the contestants on center stage.

    In the “Somebody Up There Likes Me” category, Casey James is in the top three. I feel so badly for Big Mike. In no universe is Casey James a better singer than Mike, and he’s going further in the competition. Well, Daughtry was kicked out several years ago this week too.

    Speaking of Daughtry (how’d you like that segue?), they’re on stage now performing September. I think this performance is foreshadowing for Big Mike’s exit after this show is over.

    Daughtry has the worst goatee I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s bald and has his beard growing from where his sideburns would be all the way to the other side of his face. Then, he has the normal goatee running over and on the side of his lips, but it’s not as thick. He must’ve been bored and figured that he’s so famous now, he can wear his facial hair in any ridiculous manner and people would think it’s a fashion statement.

    Back to dimming the lights, Lee is safe. I’m telling you, Big Mike is a big goner.

    Bon Jovi is on stage and if I ever have to feather my hair like that to look cool, someone just please shoot me. That’s not to say dude’s not cool, because he’s one of the few guys going today who can feather his hair and get away with it, but if I were him, I’d go Daughtry style and shave it all off. Be a maverick Jon!

    Lee tried to explain why it’s good to be safe and bad to not be safe and he almost swallowed his own face by talking so fast.

    And the person who is in the top three is Crystal Bowersox. My man, Big Mike is going home and he’s going to have to leave right now.

    But they told me
    A man should be faithful
    And walk when not able
    And fight till the end
    But I’m only human

  • Gaga, John Open Grammys

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    Beyonce: How A Star Shines.

    Live blogging the Grammys tonight and away we go once Ryan Seacrest scampers in from the red carpet after letting slip (yeah, right) that he’ll be performing on We Are The World.  To quote Lionel Richie, “We had Dan Akroyd there so yes, you can sing.”

    Gaga updated the opening with the real Gaga that mashed a circus, steampunk and a power ballad that has the likes of Alice Cooper and Elton John gushing to mainstream media about the latest to ascend the throne they built. Lady Gaga relises being a monster. That’s why Sir Elton donned specs years after shedding them from his act.

    Gaga pulled all the specs and eye patches off and dueted with Sir Elton brilliantly. Alice Cooper said it best. Gaga works as an artist because she can sing.

    Stephen Colbert does his schtick to a flat crowd including a once-over glance from Jay-Z. One liners: Jeff Beck has the all-time high score on Guitar Hero. Then he told his daughter to stay away from Katy Perry.

    Finally Song of the Year on an iPad. Beyonce and co-writers win for Single Ladies. I’m not sure the songwriter award belonged to that track. It was certainly my choice as Record of the Year. Colbert talked so damn long that they played the songwriters off lightning-fast.

    Jenny from the Block is up. We told you years ago that American Idiot would be a Broadway show. The Broadway cast and the once-punkers met onstage for GD’s title track. Writing hellacious hooks was never a problem although Joey Ramone probably revoked their place in Punk Heaven. The good news is that Tres Cool’s kids will never want for college tuition. So Green Day has been Glee’d. They won’t be the last.

    There’s a promo for When in Rome masked as presenting. The actors shill for people to get interactive and vote for Bon Jovi to play one of three songs. Oy. The Pro Bowl is before the Super Bowl and now we get to vote on Grammy performances.

    Best Country Album was Taylor Swift’s when the nominations were announced although Zac Brown Band sure had a chance. No Kanye sighting although Taylor’s delight is getting a bit tired. Taylor, you’re winning everything on every show. Accept it. Nice young woman. I’m sure it’s a dream.

    CBS shills The Mentalist by trotting out Simon Baker without worrying about his accent. Hugh Laurie was undoubtedly jealous. I’m simply jealous because he introduced Beyonce. She is our generation’s Streisand and Cher rolled into one mixed with a supermodel’s looks.

    The mix sounded off on my set, but was resolved about halfway through. The holding pen she sang to moved a little of the gravitas from the show, but music is about people so no complaints here. Beyonce threw a fake cold ending at the audience and owned the venue.

  • Infatueighties: “Never Say Goodbye”

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    The year was 1987. I was in the 6th grade. A pimply geeky kid who was desperate to impress his friends but had no mack game.

    Her name was Heather. She was sorta pimply and geeky too. And a little on the chunky side.

    We were at the 6th grade dance. One slow jam had already passed (“You Got it All” by The Jets if I remember correctly), and I’d played the wall. I was determined to dance with someone.

    Then it happened. Bon Jovi’s “Never Say Goodbye” came on. A power ballad to end all power ballads, this song served as my introduction to slow dancing. My friends practically pushed me into Heather, who asked “Wanna dance?” I shrugged and squeaked out a “Yeah, sure” and before you knew it, we were amongst the other couples in the school gym, moving back and forth to Bon Jovi singing about high school memories (which we were still a good three years away from) and a relationship that had lasted since then.

    “Never Say Goodbye” SHOULD have been the fourth single from Bon Jovi’s behemoth “Slippery When Wet” album, but their label, Mercury, shrewdly withheld its’ release as a single, forcing the 3 teenage girls in America who hadn’t bought “Slippery” yet to buy it. I lived in Michigan at the time, but I came home to New York for Easter and for the summer, and I remember the radio playing the shit out of this and “Edge of a Broken Heart” (which was a song from the Fat Boys movie “Disorderlies”). It’s held up quite well over the years, and I’m sure holds a sentimental spot in the hearts of couples whose memories echo those that Jon sings about.

    I wonder what happened to Heather, anyway. If she’s anything like most of my other girlfriends from junior high and high school, she’s probably a lesbian.

    (for L.R.)