I’m new to American Idol and tuned in partly to see what my friends over at Gawker have been blathering about for the past few years. I got there in time to watch someone named Simon, who is supposed to be a bad guy, being harangued by someone named Ryan, who is supposed to be a good guy. My sense is that the exchange was genuine, something new that television must be experimenting with.
It was really uncomfortable. This Simon person seemed like he just didn’t give a fuck, which of course no one on television does but few will admit. This is his last season and he has “I’m outta here by summer” written all over him. He should take the opportunity to stomp the Ryan person before he becomes this millennium’s Dick Clark. I don’t want to see him hosting “Ryan Seacrest’s Rockin’ New Year” when the ball falls on the year 2030. Not that I’ll be here anyway.
Now there is the matter of someone named Ke$ha, who performed last night. Her putting a dollar sign in her name can be considered redneck bling — how to seem rich when you have no money and less talent. I have a fondness for odd people and bizarre sounds. I like Yoko. I would get Courtney Love drunk and cause her to violate parole.
