Well. That was…interesting. No, I don’t mean the show itself. That was padded and boring as hell. Simon’s expression at the outset said it all. Why oh why do we need this to drag on an hour. Oh, right. So we can see Eliiot, who I strangely loved WAY more without the shaggy hair and new veneers which just look way too big in his mouth, singing a song that went on forever and sounded like a bunch of other songs I’ve heard a hundred times before, only less catchy. And, if that wasn’t enough, we had to watch the strangely strange Adam Levine and Maroon 5 prove that sound studios exist for a reason. Then. After a rehash of the previous night’s hometown visits (we needed this twice? Really?) finally, we get to the point of the evening.

Which, sadly, is to prove that America has no clue what they’re doing. Except, you know, maybe they do. I almost feel happier for MindyDo for getting the hell out and therefore having more freedom over her career choices now, than I am that Blake actually made the finals, because I really don’t want him to win for his own sake.

I say let the teenager have it, y’all. For her it will be the perfect pop princess fit and then we can never hear from her again, while Melinda quietly goes about racking up Grammy’s and an Oscar or three, and Blake goes on to have a good damn time doing whatever makes him happy. Charismatic, happyjusttobehere sort that he is.

Have to say it would have been a much more interesting final with him versus Melinda in terms of pure entertainment. We all know what Jordin is going to sound like, so it’s just a matter of what Blake does to entertain us that’s left to ponder. And who the backlash of Mindy fans will favor. I say Blake will reap the rewards, which scares me more than thrills me, but Nigel clearly wants Princess Pop to win…and for once, I’d love to see Nigel get the Idol he so deserves. Wait, that was what happened when Taylor won last year. Because, wow, what a career he’s not having right now, you know? So, yeah, let Jordin have his spot. Seriously.

All this leaves me wondering is…when do the new shows start? This reality winter/spring has been somewhat disappointing. All fun and raring to go and enertaining as heck….right up to the end when it suddenly sucks. Let’s hope that trend ends with Dancing the with the Stars, but I’m admittedly concerned. Be afraid, Apolo, be very afraid.

Don’t forget to enter the SHaQ Attack contest this week! Details in Tuesday’s blog. Winner announced in the morning.

Tonight is the Grey’s Anatomy season finale. I wish I was more excited. Note to Shonda: they don’t ALL have to be miserable all the damn time. Find your happy place. Please. Just sayin.

Discuss.

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