American Idol- at last, a reprieve from the torture

Let out a collective sigh of relief, America, American Idol is finally over. Sure, there's been some "wrap up" shows with all sorts of nutty routines, but the worst is over. Well, until they start auditioning for next season.

In the beginning, it was fun...tone-deaf kids thinking they were the next Justin Timberlake or Britney Spears, showing off their...ahem...skillz to a panel of judges comprised of a former pop-star Laker girl, an American producer, and the ever-reviled co-creator of the show, responsible for such atrocities as WestLife. The egotism of the competitors was hilarious early on, and since most of them could peel enamel from teeth with their struggle to find a note (or, hell, any note) they did not "go to Hollywood".

Eventually ten were left. Evidently, they did fascinate America, just ask the boys at World Wide Rant, who kept getting 'RJ Helton Gay American Idol' Google hits. And frankly, I don't mind admitting that I thought Nikki McKibbon was and is as adorable as they come. Now, if she could have just sang something decent...

I have a proposal: next time Fox decides to do another American Idol, they should search for not only someone who can sing, but who can also write their own music and, say, play an instrument or something. Now, that might showcase some talent. Or even a good-old-fashioned "Battle of the Bands" type thing. I'd check into that. Who wouldn't?

But right now, what we have just experienced is nothing short of an atrocity. To be blunt: Medleys are sick and wrong anyway. Medleys that combine Beach Boys and Lovin' Spoonful tunes and are sung by a group of twenty year olds...well...there's a special place in hell for whoever made that happen. Furthermore, it quickly became painfully evident that these kids had never performed with other people, they struggled to harmonize and lost the battle.

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