Wednesday, May 25, 2005

"My dreams came true/When I found you."

Here's what I tried to say about last night's "American Idol" just before Blogger stopped publishing for me.
It's finale night on "American Idol," and, of course, that means they're going to inflict original songs lyrics like that on us. The songs are only as bad as something entirely bland can be.
"You would know it would be clear
That angels brought me here"


The judges comments are correspondingly insipid:
"What you've been able to accomplish in these few months is a lifetime of achievement."

The banality;, the complete lackof entertainment

I must say, I did not experience one moment of pleasure. There were varying levels of pain and ugliness.
I want to be inside your heaven
Take me to the place you cry from

No, please, don't! I can cry right here in my own place.

Is it crazy for me to have imagined -- just a little -- that some Carrie fans hacked my blog to keep me from criticizing her? Well, I didn't think that. Not seriously, anyway.

And now the results show is on. I'm so absorbed in my Blogger troubles that I don't even care! It's not like the show could cheer me up or anything.


Mitch said...

I beg your pardon, but please explain to me why you watch this stuff. Is it out of some sense of obligation to keep up with pop culture? Does it hurt?

On the bright side, Toots and the Maytals are touring again this summer.

Anonymous said...

I guess (alas) that Itoo wonder why you bother with that drivel? Reality shows for those out of touch with reality or what? Blogger is to blogs what American Idol is to fine art

Ann Althouse said...

Just one of those mysterious things!