Okay, so I didn’t watch the two hour extravaganza. I went out instead. I have it on TiFaux for further review, but, to be honest with you, I so enjoyed the Apolo/Julianne win, and was so meh about this one, I just couldn’t work up a lot of excitement. But, I did see the last five minutes……..aaaaand to the surprise of absolutely no one on this planet or any other, Princess Jordin wins. Woo.

As I’ve said, this is the best possible outcome for the contestants remaining this season. She can be forced to record that horrible song and they can teach her how to become a performer while she makes a record she has no control over and is grateful for a career launch (did you hear? She’s ONLY 17!)…and in some alternate post-tour universe, Blake gets to work with actual contemporary industry professionals and launch a career that suits his talent while Melinda becomes the next Norah Jones.

So, basically….it’s all good. This reality season as a whole, however? Eh, not as much. There was woo hoo, Apolo & Julianne! aaaand that was about it.

Tonight, however, there is dancing! Yes, it’s audition dancing, which I could do without to be honest. Just skip ahead to the “Hollywood Week” phase, please. But still, it’s dancing! No singing. No living on an island. No racing around the world. But dancing, we got. And I’m good with that.

Don’t forget to enter this week’s SHaQ Attack contest. It’s easy! There’s a free book to be won! Check out Monday’s post for all the details. Winner announced tomorrow morning.

Happy TGIF-eve everyone!

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