Two themes tonight, with songs related to California (bizarrely vague) and Songs You Wished You’d written (essentially a contestant’s pick). Then there were a few group numbers sprinkled in. To my surprise, I actually enjoyed a couple of the performances, and if Phillip was trending downward due to the perception that he was coasting with his guitar and whiteness and penis, he righted that ship in the choppy waters and it looks like it will be smooth sailing to the finale.
Phillip’s “California Dreamin’” song was Have You Ever Seen the Rain. Eh, this is kind of overdone on Idol lately – it would have been nice if he went a little out of the box and picked something like Hold On by Wilson Phillips.

Note: not the En Vogue song
He could have even gone further and picked You Can’t Touch This by Oakland rapper MC Hammer.

UNTOUCHABLE!
Instead of the obvious rainy backdrop that Casey Abrams got when he performed the same song last year, the set people decided to show incongruous scenes of people surfing.

Who will stop the reign of champion surfer Kelly Slater
Does it match the California Dreamin’ motif? Okay, yes. But it’s got zero to do with the song. It seems like they veer between way too obvious and headscratchingly WTF.

Random graphics are a sure sign of incompetence.
Hollie went for Journey’s Faithfully, where she tried her darndest to find the right notes. Halfway through the song she was still struggling mightily. Too much of it was below the sweet spot of her register, all done in the name of the last few glory notes. But because she was having so many problems with it, she didn’t blow out the glory notes like she needed to. I am baffled as to what the judges were praising — not only were the notes not there, the whole performance was rather robotic. But shaky performances won’t deter Hollie — she’ll take the hits and keep moving forward, probably because of her metallic endoskeleton.

The Holliebot-800
She’s terminated many highly touted singers, and while the conventional wisdom suggests that it’s her time to go home this week, it’s going to take more than shaky performances and bad critiques to extinguish the glow in her eye.

Probably closer with a younger Hugh
Plus, she sort of looks like another performer who ended up in the bottom and made his way back.

Is this a rerun?
Josh does Josh Groban, and I’m not a fan of the treacly puffery that is You Raise Me Up. Cue the gospel choir, cue the screechy runs — haven’t I seen this before? Oh yeah, EVERY FRIGGIN’ WEEK. Joshua is teetering on the verge of being skip-worthy. JLo said, “I think the whole world knows what I think of Joshua already”. You and me both, sister. You and me both. He ain’t fooling nobody.

Jessica claimed she kicked off her Idol journey at “a cattle call with thousands and thousands of other people”. Wow, that’s quite a whopper — Jessica is a reality competition show veteran who was on America’s Got Talent and was on the finalist list for X Factor before jumping ship to Idol — does anyone really think that she actually stood in line with thousands of other people to get weeded out by producers before seeing the judges? What disingenuous claptrap. Her rendition of Etta James’ Steal Away veered between accomplished and mannered — there was a “little girl pretending to be a woman” vibe that overwhelmed the better parts of the performance. She spent too much effort vamping it up, and the hammy cabaret came off like something I saw on Sonny & Cher decades past.

Better than the original!
Awkward duet take two — after last week’s terrible take on The Righteous Brothers, This Love actually cooked a bit, with Phillip able to hold his own vocally and Joshua actually showing some restraint by reigning in his tendency to go all OTT and sing his gospel face off. I’ve actually only liked a handful of performances all year, and this was one of them. And I don’t even particularly like the Maroon 5 version.

We’re swingers. As in, To Swing!
Distracting doesn’t even being to describe having the watch the first half of Jessica and Hollie’s duet, performed on left over Cirque Du Solieil props cum sex swings. Maybe the set designers are big fans of Fifty Shades of Grey. The performance of Eternal Flame was awful — none of the harmonies worked, and both of them kept making mistakes trading off verses. Jessica also showed off her tendency to get very pitchy and screechy when she sings with others.

Actually more entertaining than the performance — when Phillip and Joshua starting riding the swings behind the girls. I will say that I was impressed that they swung together in unison the entire time they were swinging.
Then we were treated to an extended commercial for Rock of Ages. Apparently, Adam liked the Idols so much he gave them a cameo.

Respect the cock.
We were introduced to co-star Juliana Hough, who is supposedly Ryan’s girlfriend.

At least the carpet matches the drapes.
Ryan did a protracted fake out marriage proposal, but he very casually name dropped another closet case by gushing over Tom Cruise instead. That was actually ballsy and hysterical on Ryan’s part – Joshua should take a cue from Ryan and get a sense of humor.
I won’t mention the horrible group sing. It was real shit.
Oh no, Jimmy is back. Ugh. After throwing Phillip under the bus week after week, it looks like Jimmy has decided to kill him with kindness instead, creating too high an expectation for his performance of Volcano.

And yet… Phillip blew it up on stage, crafting what was easily his best performance of the season and one of the top five vocals thus far. And I’m only fudging that in case I forgot something – I can’t think of a better performance all season. Just to reiterate, I think it’s a mistake to sing obscure songs because they tend to be forgotten by the audience, but Volcano was the kind of performance that was so good it makes me want to download the original. I could hear fraus melting and gushing in their couches all over the country — not that Phillip was really in any danger of not winning, but that just shot up his stock and turned him into a mortal lock.

Is she on fire?
I assumed Hollie would do well with I Can’t Make You Love Me, since she’s probably sung it a billion times in front of the mirror with a hairbrush for a microphone. But instead, it felt like warmed over Celine Dion, replete with a strings and OTT lighting effects. Technically it was nice, but it was a snoozy listen. Like Randy, I also thought that this was a bad song choice because it wasn’t the kind of song she can blow up — she might love the song and know it backwards and forwards, but it’s really not in her wheelhouse nor does it allow her to show off any vocal pyrotechnics. But in many ways, the judges’ bad critiques might actually help Hollie more than hurt her — worried fans and the ones who vote for the singers they feel sorry for might allow Hollie to eke out a top three berth.

Made from whitebread, of course.
If I were a betting man I’d say she’s toast, but if this season has been so weird and Hollie has been so resilient that I wouldn’t totally count her out just yet. Note that Hollie is actually the only girl who hasn’t been voted off – Jessica had to be saved to stay in the competition.

There’s no crying in James Brown
Joshua dedicated It’s a Man’s World, James Brown’s oddly sexist paean to women, to his mother (of course). Between that and slyly trying to get Jimmy’s number, Joshua blew some of the hetero cred he was trying to get from the song title. Yet another standing ovation for yet another screechy, OTT vocal. This is actually good for Hollie — viewers might think Joshua is safe and neglect to vote for him. Ryan tipped off the judges’ premeditated intentions by observing they couldn’t wait to stand up in the middle of the performance. Randy claimed that it was the best performance ever on any singing show. What a sickening and wholly inaccurate statement.

Still not a tulip
Ryan didn’t bother asking Josh what flower he was wearing tonight. Only his florist knows for sure.

Whatevia Fu
One of Joshua’s relatives lacked the kind of enthusiasm that loved ones normally exhibit in the face of a standing ovation. Instead of clapping, it looked like some sort of Shaolin Monk pose. Maybe it’s gotten old hat for her. It sure as shit gotten old for me.
Holy cow, Jessica started at 11 and then actually went to 12. I’m Telling You was an interesting contrast to Phillip’s performance of Volcano — instead of an intimate, heartfelt, and genuine vocal, Jessica delivered mannered, copycat bombast, with borrowed vocal tics and phrasings that ended up being a Jennifer Holliday/Jennifer Hudson pastiche with hardly any Jessica Sanchez to be found.

She might have torn into the song and chewed it up and spat it out, but no amount of stank faces makes that performance real to me — it’s technically up there, but I didn’t really like it much.
And who designed that silvery scaly dress JLo wore? It looked like it was patterned after salmon skin.

Mmm… sushi
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