Ah, home sweet home. My home, that is — California. Although American Idol referred to this episode as the Los Angeles auditions, it's not quite accurate since it seems that part of the auditions took place at the Rose Bowl, which is in Pasadena. Anywho, there's a quick reminder that Katharine McPhee is from "Los Angeles" which is again a misnomer since technically she's from Norwalk, if I recall correctly. Los Angeles is a big city, but it's not that big, people.
We have a guest judge. It's Olivia Newton John, and looking at her mini-montage, she hasn't aged much in the last 25 years. Olivia sits between Paula and Randy and wait for the first auditioner of the day.
Now, I don't know if this is a "Los Angelenos are weird people" message that the AI producers are sending out, but the very first person the judges see is the second Freak of the Week. He is Martique Manoukian, also known as "Eccentric". He's dressed in full punkass uniform (bandana, cornrows, basketball jersey, baggy pants), and kind of looks like that shitbag Kevin Federline — or as I like to call him, Fed-Ex. Martique has high hopes. He'd like to be a singer, songwriter, rapper, model, actor, dancer, and director. Oh, and did I mention that his speciality is mimicking a panther? I kid you not. There's actually footage of him crawling up the stairs panther-like. My eyes roll in the back of my head. Let me assure you that not all of us in L.A. are like this!
"Eccentric" walks in the room and wordlessly starts some sort of stupid routine: he flings a notebook to the ground, takes off his jacket and shirt, and continues to strut around the room. Paula is laughing her ass off. "Eccentric" then gets on all fours and crawls towards the judges like a panther, gets up and claws the air while growling. It pains me to watch this. He continues to growl and claw until Simon has enough and tells him to sing. "Eccentric" does a weird squeaky rap-sing sort of thing which sucks, and the judges tell him no. Outside this proud idiot tells Ryan that he's going to become bigger than Michael Jackson. Where the hell do they FIND these people?