Call me whatever you want, I’m outing myself. I love American Idol. I don’t care if the voting is controlled by a certain gender under the age of 15. I don’t care if it’s a bunch of hype. I remember the 60s (ok I was still in grade school)… wasn’t that the same thing? And we loved it.

Here’s what I love:

  • It really is a “rags to riches” anyone can make it story.
  • There really *is* great talent discovered. (The list is long, but David Cook is on it).
  • It’s wholesome. (And there isn’t much left on TV that is.)
  • It’s live baby. I mean, c’mon. I’m tired of staged performances (presidential speeches included). I dig LIVE TV.

Hats Off to the Final 13. Other than a few lackluster performances (there’s an overused phrase), the talent level was as good or better than many other seasons. My favorite performances (though I liked most of them) were:

  • Danny Gokey (yep – the dancing was funny but I loved it)
  • Michael Sarver (an oil rigger- wow)
  • Lil Rounds
  • Allison Iraheta (she’s gonna have a career someday)
  • Adam Lambert (’emo boy’)

Best of the night: Adam Lambert. Not even close. I don’t normally enjoy performers like him. But that dude ‘owns’ the stage and was born to be a rock star. Very enjoyable.