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So that’s it, brother. You had to know it was coming after Tuesday night…
But let me say this about Tuesday: it may not have been your finest moment, but “I Shot the Sheriff” was a way more interesting choice from the Hall of Fame songbook than the umpteenth version of “Stand By Me” and “Proud Mary.” And for Simon to have suggested “you don’t touch that song”? Huh? As if anything is inviolable on “American Idol” -- please. A sanitized version of “Imagine” is OK, stripped of its atheist, socialist teeth, but a “karaoke” version of Marley’s fight-the-power anthem is not? Spare me the double standard.
Not that I am making excuses for the performance, JC -- not great. And then Dylan -- fine choice, I’d rather hear it than that old classic rock radio wheezer “Baba O’Riley.” But you can’t go up on the lyrics. You said you were “thinking too much” and not just letting it flow. Bad time for that to happen. We all know that you weren't the first one to do it this season, still…
And the outrage in the blogoverse about Jason’s eye-widening, his supposedly “flippant” reaction to the judges, his lack of appropriate remorse over his blown performances, his ever-present smile. WTF do you people think this is? It’s a singing contest! If you ask me, he took it as seriously as “American Idol” ought to be taken. So, let’s see -- when Simon told him to pack his bags, should he have had a “Brooke moment” and broken down? Should he have been shaken to the core? Please. He acknowledged that he “screwed up” two songs he knew and loved, and that’s it. No more penance is needed.
I have to believe at some point -- maybe between Mariah Carey week and Andrew Lloyd Webber week? -- this kid from Texas realized he was in a club that he didn’t really belong, or feel all that comfortable in. Oh well. So much for a little dose of realness in “Idol.” It was refreshing while it lasted.
Congrats, viewers. Now you’re back to the show just the way you like it: polished, scrubbed, respectful, and boring. A future Broadway star, another Daughtry and…(cough) I don’t even know what to call that study in arrested development.
Jason, sorry you got the boot. I doubt you really thought you were gonna win this thing, but thanks for a good run, some nice song choices, and exactly the right attitude. Good luck, dude. It will be a less interesting show without you.


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