Woodstock? Really? God I hope so.
At least half of it will be hippie music. The other half will be “showstoppers”, whatever that is.
Ketie’s inner Goldie Hawn is coming out.
1969 night begins with a girl born in 2002. She sings Janis Joplin's "take another piece of my heart". Karaoke.
Katie: You flung your pony! You play guitar so well. Getting into the groove. I don't want you to be second. I want you to win this thing. Keep showing your teeth.
Luke: Our sweet little timid Madison playing electric guitar. You're digging into it more and more every week.
Lionel: You brought us attitude tonight. Star attitude. Congratulations, my dear.
He sings Joe Cocker's "I Don't Need No Doctor". It's okay, not great. The song compliments him.
Luke: Your voice has a lane, no pun intended. Really compliments what you're about.
Lionel: You're taking it to the core of who you are. So strong to have your identity connected to that voice.
Katie: I think you figured this chess game out. You got it locked in, dialed in, now push yourself.
Who is this goofball?
Growls his way trough Cocker's "Need A little help from my friends." Painful to listen to.
Lionel: (standing to lecture, and walk around the classroom) That's as close to a 60s performance as I've seen. Perfect song for you. You knocked it out of the park.
Katie: Best performance I've seen tonight.
Luke: I'm watching you, I'm trying to come up with an adjective that's not a cuss word. You just moved the room
Laying it on thick.