Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Eight women, six spots, three judges

60 minutes with the top eight women; Paula's looking less odd than yesterday. Yet she's still talking haltingly, apologizing for starting the pom-pom hairdoo.

Asia'h Epperson up first, she strikes me as someone who has a lot of embarrassing moments. Something about falling on roller skates. Oh, doing Whitney; in hot pink tank top, weird high gray pants. Good energy, her voice isn't bad; she seems to be having a good time, pretty relaxed. A bit of an oversinging thing going on, and her head movements are really mannered; Paula's up and flinging one arm in the air, it's like her patented dance move. Not bad. Randy talks about recording the song with Whitney, a big challenge but that was hot; Paula says she wasn't sure she'd pull it off, but you nailed it; Simon's laughing, not as enthused--second-rate Whitney at best, Asia'h says I'm not Whitney, I'll take that, Simon says yeah, but no originality, and you couldn't hit the note.

Kady Malloy chats with Ryan before, her worst moment was singing in 9th grade, badly; and tripping and crashing equipment. In blue top; very dramatic look--don't like the song, starts too slow and drags out, Who Wants to Live Forever. She has a big voice, but I think she's off. Gosh, why didn't she just choose a happy, up-tempo, fun thing? No chance for a performance, either, just stands at the mike. Randy says interesting song choice, nice clean song, pretty good, hit the big notes, some of the small notes a bit shaky; Paula says best performance to date, liked her vocal qualities; Simon says better, but no personality on stage, like a robot. She does a mock robot thing, which is funny, she should've done Mr. Roboto. He's looking for emotion, says she may be in trouble. Simon brutally dismisses Ryan's attempt to get him to talk more about her personality, he's right, not everything needs to become a thing.

Amanda Overmeyer, claims burning down her deck was embarrassing. Okay.... In black top, doing her oddly stiff walk, seems nervous belting out I Hate Myself for Loving You. She's got energy, and is really into it, but every so often is overtly watching herself; it's okay. Randy likes it, you're back, sing more like this; Paula likes it all around, right song feels like this; Simon says it was fantastic, nailed it; one of his favorite girl performances so far, he tries to coax a smile out of her. She seems more satisfied than anything else, where's the joy....

Back with Carly Smithson, who recounts some thing about getting stuck at a bar's rail. All in black; mmm, I like it--I Drove All Night; she's a bit off at times pitch-wise, but the song has a sense of driving forward, urgency; odd song choice I think, but she really performs it well, makes it seem like a big moment. Randy likes it; Paula says you're totally into your niche, loves it; Simon says wrong song choice, made the most out of it, song itself isn't great, you're much better than the song.

Kristy Lee Cook, says pretending to be a dog for like a year at 7 was the most embarrassing, had pet rats that used to ride around on her back. Ooooh... perfect song choice, great performance--Restless Hearts. Tone is just right, performance is totally believable, voice just soars out; again with the super red tongue, white/black top and jeans. Nicely done, dramatic, big ending. Randy says he loves her, put the country thing in and it worked; Paula is literally falling out of her chair, thinks it could be a hit on the country charts; Simon says it was good with the country influence, but calls her forgettable. Eh, I disagree--who's gonna forget the dog girl?! Says at best he sees her coming in tenth, she says that's fine with me.

Remiele Malubay, says some kid she liked laughed at a photo she dropped off at his house; in uninspiring gray top, blue short skirt. Doing Take a Look at Me Now, it's just okay--she seems to be having both pitch and timing problems, definitely has a big voice but it's just not that enjoyable for me, not smooth. Randy says what's the deal, big song, we loved you but need your confidence back, don't think so much; Paula says great face, and voice, gets caught up in what she's trying to say and stumbles, it's totally weird and crazy; Simon says because you're so little and cute it was good, but old-fashioned, she's giving him a stare of death, calls it predictable. Ryan trys to probe into why she sang the song, she's like there's just stuff.... It's cute; Danny Noriega is wearing her glasses out in the audience Ryan says, it's a totally weird look for him of course--these kids today....

Jeez, this commercial break is going on forever. Back, Ryan's with the judges, Paula and Simon are leaning against each other, it's all dumb. Brooke White, who as a kid hugged someone who wasn't her dad. Sitting on the edge of the stage, pink top and jeans; man, she's really been doing well, become totally hip, Love is a Battlefield. Another good song choice, her tone is perfect for it, there's urgency and emotion there, and good ending. Randy says it was good, nothing original but interesting; Paula and Randy are off on some side tangent, good choice--Brooke is listening really hard, but Paula is just rambling, something about incorporate the band more; Simon says it worked because you didn't have the band, it was original, and it was great once again.

Syesha Mercado closes, talks about some guy in 2nd grade. Looks good, in blue with hair all poofy; don't like the song though at start, it's too low-energy at the beginning; Saving All My Love for You. She has a big voice, and it swells; it's not bad, but a bit high-pitched and piercing for me. Gosh, she can really sing, though. Randy says good, Paula says lovely, Simon says predictable but good; and that's pretty much it, Ryan asks is she good enough for top 12, they all say yes.

Well, another night where I don't think my precise bottom two get voted off--I think Asia'h Epperson and Kady Malloy will get the boot.

Kristy Lee Cook
Brooke White
Carly Smithson
Syesha Mercado
Asia'h Epperson
Amanda Overmeyer
Remiele Malubay
Kady Malloy

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