The King is rolling over in his grave.
What an insult to Elvis. And speaking of Elvis, the kid who said he was Elvis? I admit, I was entertained, but, c’mon, did he really think he came close to sounding like the King?
Okay, so I really liked the cheerleader captain. But it went down hill after that, until we came to Sundance. Fab voice.
Then a fast slide even lower.
What did Travis think he was doing? He had me sold that I would be in tears because if his emotional performance. And then? He did what he did, which I am not sure how to classify. I sat there with my mouth open.
When Tofer (Christopher) the one who had the hots for Paula opened his mouth to sing I had to leave the room.
The gal who said she didn’t dress over the top, the one with her breasts (and very lovely breasts I might add) popping out as she gyrated in front of the judges, oh my, I was pulling for her, but alas, once again when she opened her mouth it was not to be.
For me the bright spot of the evening was Melinda, the backup singer. The one who blew the socks off all three judges. I thought she was perfectly adorable and look forward to seeing her in the finals.
Ok, I am convinced most of these people are told, just like the guests on Jerry Springer that they are going to be made fun of. And while they agree, I do believe they have some secret hope of making it to Hollywood. How the seriously talent-challenged have the audacity to get angry when they are told they stink up the house is beyond me. Give me a break. They know what they are in for, take it like a man or a woman and have some class. After the performances tonight, and I use that term lightly, I am officially not feeling sorry for anyone who steps in front of Paula, Randy and Simon. They know exactly what they are up against.
Sigh, for the first time since I began watching this series, I am anxious to just get to Hollywood.
Okay now that I have that off my chest, we have entrants who haven’t posted their second line. Reminder: you have until midnight this Friday. Be sure to post your lines in the comment section of the Second round is on post, dated Monday 22.
If you post in the comment section to this blog post, you will be disqualified. And speaking of second lines, isn’t it amazing to see some of the first lines shore up with the second line? And yes, a few go the opposite way. Either way, it makes us realize, how very important it is to make every word count.
I’m off to plot with my challenge girls today. So I won’t be around for much chatter, but feel free to talk amongst yourselves. 🙂
Oh, which brings me to my question. What type of first line grabs you? Dialogue, introspection or narration? And, off the top of your head what is a favorite first line of yours? Mine is, “Which one of you bitches is my mother?” Love it!