Well, the performances overall were WAY better than last week. Way, way better.
In the order I liked them:
1. RUBEN STUDDARD. The next six weeks are absolutely anticlimactic; he’s going to win, he deserves to win, and if he doesn’t win it’ll be either a miracle or outright larceny. Just another smooth, effortless performance tonight; at this point I don’t even think he’s trying. He’s got a perfect recording voice. He even changed his look and came out he looking like a million bucks. In seven weeks he WILL be a million bucks. The only person in the competition who could beat him was Frenchie Davis.
I harp about this every week, but I have to come back to it; song choice makes the singer. I would argue that the quality of song choice is at least 50% of the final result, and I’m not exagerrating; song choice is EVERYTHING. Almost any reasonable on-key person can sound like a Grammy winner if you let them practice for a week, providing they practice a song their voice is suitable for. Song choice has already knocked some people spang off the show - anyone remember Aliceyn Cooney, who had an absolutely awesome voice but got ripped by the judges because she sang the same damned song over and over?
Among the many other things he does well, Ruben always picks a perfect song. Great song choice.
2. CLAY AIKEN. He’s in second place, but he’s a REAL distant second. Technically, he is an absolutely magnificent, almost perfect singer, but once again it was Broadway Clay. Hei stage mannerisms, facial expression and even the way he holds the mike never change a single bit. He makes every song sound like Rick Astley, and to be honest he actually has less range than Rick Astley did. He’s GOOD at it, but what else does he have?
3. KIMBERLEY LOCKE. A technically fine performance, but a boring one.
4. TRENYCE. I thought she was pretty good. Of course, I thought she was pretty good last week, too, and she hit the bottom three, so what the hell do I know?
I said last week she looked like a velociraptor, and I take that back. She actually looks more like a deinonychus.
5. RICKEY SMITH. He FINALLY picked a song in his register, but he still could have picked 25 better ones. I thought he did a pretty good job, but he’s way behind in the overall standings right now.
6. JOSHUA GRACIN. Yeah, the twang is irritating, but he picked a perfect song and he delivered it with power and conviction. Back to song choice again here; Josh really isn’t THAT good a singer, probably not one of the 50 best who went to Hollywood, but except for last week his song choices have been very, very smart - and that’s keeping him in the competition, because while someone else handicaps themselves by 40% with a bad song, Josh always selects something that will let him use what limited voice he has to full potential.
I have him ranked sixth, but to be honest he did quite well. Really, he’s way above #7, and Joshua was closer to Clay than Clay was to Ruben. There’s two groups
7. KIMBERLEY CALDWELL. That was terrible. Terrible song choice, absolutely horrible, horrible delivery. She picked a dreadful song and she was off key for half the performance. Did she not hear herself rehearse? Too much macking with J.D. at the mansion and not enough practice. Any chance she had of pulling off a miracle win as the Rock Blonde Chick is gone now; that fiasco will cost her the contest. She looked pretty, but if you want pretty chicks, just walk around a university campus.
8. CARMEN RASMUSSEN. Was it just me or were the judges really honest tonight? Finally. Maybe Lionel Ritchie shamed them into honesty - anyway, Carmen was frickin’ horrific. What a terrible song choice. What a terrible performance. She looked like a nine year old grooving to Mom’s albums on the home stereo. I could find 3-4 people at any given karaoke night who could outsing her with a four-beer handicap.
About Lionel Ritchie: Hell, he looks good, he was honest and intelligent, he knows a lot about music, and he wasn’t dressed like Frohead The Pirate. Could you come back next week, Mr. Ritchie?
Predicted Bottom Three: Rickey, Carmen, and Kim C.
History Tomorrow Night: Carmen. When even Simon is willing to admit she sucked ass, the clock’s tickin’.