American Idolatry

I'll admit it – I’m an American Idol fan. It’s weird, because I watch very little TV. But there are usually one or two shows I try to follow, and this is one. House, which follows AI on Tuesdays, is the other right now.

I was unhappy about Constantine getting booted tonight. I like him, in a way. I don’t think I’d run out and buy a CD he recorded, but I respect his talent. He’s experienced. His PR makes him out to be the leader of an alternative rock band, but his true strength is in drama. I missed the show during which he performed “Bohemian Rhapsody”, but if my husband says he did it well, it must’ve been spectacular.

But the six remaining contestants this week were divided into categories: Rocker, Glitzy Country Singer, Black Diva, Pretty Boy, and whatever Scott Savol fits into. Note that there’s only five categories listed above? Evidently the rocker fans didn’t vote twice.

In the end, it doesn’t really matter – Constantine wasn’t going to win. At this point it’s a matter of order, and it’s irritating to see the better talent ousted first. When Scott was pronounced “safe”, I thought sure it’d be Anthony leaving. Could’ve been anyone but Bo and Carrie, who will be the final two – I’d bet cash on it, but I probably won’t find any takers.

I adore Bo. He represents every man I crushed on during the late 80’s and early 90’s, including the man I married – long hair, easy grin, laid-back style. My husband’s none of those these days except in theory, but, well, we all change. Bo’s got the Gen X vote, which is formidable.

Carrie could be Lisa Marie Presley’s sister – or daughter, maybe. At least a cousin. Hubby doesn’t see the resemblance. I think it’s unmistakable – she’s surely related to Elvis, somehow. Anyway, she’s cute as a button and totally polished and classy.

My prediction? Bo will be runner up, Carrie will win it all. And like Clay Aiken, Bo will be much better off coming in second. I sense that he has producers champing at the bit, hoping he’ll get voted off the show ASAP so they can catapult him to the top of the charts unrestricted by AI crap.

Oh, and as for “House”? I used to like it, but Hugh Laurie's “Dr. House” is a character just a tad too extreme. He hates people, yet is fascinated by their quirks and is obsessed with doing what’s right. He drinks too much and takes pain pills because of his leg injury. But why is he so negative and antisocial and such a damn smart aleck? We don’t get an explanation and we’re getting tired of trying to figure it out glimpse by glimpse.

OTOH, I didn’t know till I watched this show that I might enjoy medical mysteries. Maybe I’ll check out that genre at the library. It’s gotta be more interesting than the crappy romances my mother gives me to read.