This guy should definitely go... and soon. If not tonite, then next week... He may be able to carry a tune, but so can many -- and they don't deserve to be on weekly TV. So, please America, can his annoying ass quickly??? He won't go tonite; that spot is reserved for...
This guy... I've dubbed him "REO Speedwagon." For obvious reasons. (If you're too young and don't get the ref, for God's sake -- WIKI.) In any case, sweet though he may be... he's so very wrong for this competition. Shouldn't he be in a garage somewhere, smoking hash and writing angsty love songs for the cheerleader that's spurned him?
This one-trick-pony, Janis-Joplin (again, WIKI) wannabe needs to exit stage left. I cannot believe all three of those dopey judges liked her terrible performance last night. It was, as Simon would say, a karaoke version of any Janis song. Maybe they're just afraid to pan her... God knows I would be. I'm sure she carries a box cuttah. But she won't go tonite... We're gonna have to listen to that screechy, whiskey-laden snarl for another couple weeks... Tonite, we say sayonara to:
This one. Mostly because America can't tell the difference between the bevy of non-descript blondes this season -- all of whom are virtually inter- changeable. So, we'll be saying goodbye to this utterly forgettable brunette. See ya, what's her name.
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