The last time I heard so many Whitney Houston tunes, I was traveling a desolate stretch of highway 101 in California with a broken CD player. I searched repeatedly for a station, but only one come in faintly...of course, it was Clear Channel's finest, "today's hits and yesterday's favorites." It was torture, but it kept me awake. Writhing, but awake.
I find myself wondering if, at any point, were the competitors horrifically embarassed by what they had to sing? I would be. But then again, at age 26, I am ancient in pop star years, and would not be allowed to compete. Which is an excellent out, because I'd hate to be told, "there's no way you can be an American Idol because you are fat".
The whole premise behind the show is embarrasing. It really amounts to taking a pretty face and making them famous. Sure, you have to be able to sing, but lots of people can sing. Do you think Alicia Keys would have made it in the final 10? Not with that pumpkin head. Melissa Etheridge? Too old, not pretty, so forth and so on. Elton John? Even when young, he was no looker, and had no cool moves whatsoever.
I use those examples because ironically, their trademark songs were frequently showcased during the comptition.
American Idol is straight up evil. And as much as I hate to admit it, I'll probably watch again next season, too. Like a rubbernecker driving past a horrifically bloody accident, I can't seem to stop myself from watching the carnage.
Please... tell me that somebody is developing a 12 step program for this.