Oh, man, where to start.
Duran Duran. The band so nice they named it twice. I HATE Duran Duran. I have a little black pit in my heart that opens up and turns me into a raving lunatic on very special occasions. Hearing Duran Duran is one of those occasions.
First, it’s a tragedy that Duran Duran is even IN the Hall of Fame, when bands they couldn’t string guitars for are still waiting. Do not reward this gross failure of taste by actually performing one of their songs on TV, Mr. Cook. And you really should have tested the ‘do do do do’ line before trying to sing it. It sucks when Duran Duran sings it, but it sucks even more when you sing it by yourself on a stage. Especially when it’s a known fact that American Idol’s sound technicians are morons. You looked stupid every time you tried it.
Lesson for Jason Castro: Do not attempt to sing reggae when backed by a bloated showtunes band. There was something wrong with the song, but I don’t think it was you - I suspect there was a disparity in the amount of Ganja injested by you, and the amount injested by the band. Everyone knows that reggae works best when everyone is ‘experienced’. Next time you sing reggae, pass around one of those big Bob Marley joints before the song.
It was actually a reasonably decent performance from Castro - certainly not the kind of trainwreck the judges were claiming. But I think they have their marching orders and were trying to torpedo him.
However, maximum cool points are awarded to Jason Castro. I loved his intro speech. “I picked Bob Marley. I mean, DUH.” Or something like that. And afterwards - “What was I thinking? I was thinking… Hey, Bob Marley!” You go, little rasta-man. And extra points for deflating the pompousness of this show just a bit. If I were in the U.S., I’d fire a few votes your way just for pissing off the judges.
Syesha - whatever. We get it - now you’re a big broadway star, so you’re going to show us all your moves. The singing was okay. Not great. It looked like a second-rate showtune you might see at a dinner theater. And yeah, that whole civil rights thing was neato, but the real meaning of this song can only be found by those who make it to the quarter finals of American Idol. It’s all about priorities, really.
David Archuleta - I recognize that my annoyance with you has probably passed any reasonable, logical level. But I don’t care. You bother me, son. You’ve got the instrument, you just don’t quite know how to use it yet.
Second songs…
David Cook - Well, this is better than the first one. At least you get points for taste this time. But that was a really butchered version of Baba O’Reilly. I agree with whoever said that you just can’t chop this song and get away with it. In any event, this is the song you should have sung straight up, and the Duran Duran crap is the song you should have twisted the hell out of. You’ve got the voice to sing The Who, so why tone it down and make it mellow? You should have sung it angry. And maybe wrecked your guitar afterwards.
Jason Castro - Whoa, dude. You forgot about the short-term memory loss side-effect, didn’t you? How do you forget the lyrics to Mr. freakin’ Tambourine Man? It’s not like this is a challenging song. You should be able to play that in your sleep. Other than that, the performance wasn’t bad.
Syesha - Sorry, didn’t like it. Sam Cooke was the anti-diva. He’s the pre-eminent example of how you extract soul and beauty from a song without the glory notes and jazz runs. It was just ai’ight for me, dawg.
David Archuleta - Did you know that that song has its own melody? It’s a pretty famous one, too. And it’s… tender. Hence the title. I thought this song actually showed exactly what’s wrong with DA - he inserts power notes and octave changes and runs into songs without any taste or understanding of why they should or shouldn’t be there. It’s like he took ‘Love Me Tender’ and ran it through a power-pop randomizer or something. Totally ruined the song.
If I had to rank them on singing ability, it’d look like this:
David Cook
Syesha Mercado
David Archuleta
Jason Castro
However, if I was ranking them in order of awesomeness, it’d be:
Jason Castro, for just being awesome tonight. (“I did Bob Dylan because, hey, two Bobs!”)
David Cook, for at least hinting at having the ability to sing Roger Daltrey and be good at it.
Syesha, for dress #2
David Archuleta, who gets some awesome points for blurting out, “hey, I liked Jason’s song” while the judges were still eviscerating him.
Unfortunately, Jason Castro is almost certainly going home. Well, unfortunate in the sense that the show will be be a lot less interesting next week. But really he picked the perfect time to leave. There’s no way in hell he was going to win, and now he’s free to go do his own thing while extracting the maximum amount of exposure from the show. In fact, part of me wonders if this wasn’t his plan all along, and he just hummed the lyrics to Mr. Tambourine Man while singing them in his head. And the attitude he’s adopted throughout this episode just makes him a stoner hero. He’ll be a hero on the college circuit, and probably have a shrine erected for him in Jamaica.
All in all, this episode sucked. Which was a surprise, since there were at least two contestants on the show who should have been totally in their element. The same thing happened with the Beatles nights - with all those great songs, they managed to turn in one of the weaker weeks of the season.