Do I get a prize? ;-)
Paula has my tablecloth on! Damn her.
LOL, yes you get a night free of a certain poster.
For the 50th post? LOL
Let's see ...
How about a dream date with Dunkleman! :-D
Johnny Cash is going to crawl out of his grave to strangle this fruitloop.
Randy Travis: I don't even know what to say about this boy.
ROFLMAO!!!
Lambert chooses "Ring of Fire". And of course, he can't just sing the straight (and I mean STRAIGHT) Johnny Cash/June Carter version. No, gay pride has to find some obscure Middle Eastern, opium den version of the song.
It scares Randy Travis, and rightfully so.
I can't even describe this performance other than to say: WHAT IN THE HELL AM I LISTENING TO? He's screaming like an old woman on helium. A scyntar is involved somewhere. Some pyramids. What a mess.
Kara: Very interesting. (she's at a loss for words too) All a little strange. It left me confused and sort of happy.
Paula: You're true to who YOU are. I loved the Middle Eastern syntar sound. We're going to keep expecting more and more great things from you.
Simon: What the hell was that? Sorry. I would never go to Nashville if I were you. I think there are a lot of people throwing their televisions out the window. Absolute indulgent rubbish. Really horrific. [there are some boos from the audience, but they're not overpowering]
Randy: If you can imagine Nine Inch Nails doing a Country song. It was hot!
No it wasn't!
Seacrest: We've come a long way since Taylor Hicks was on this stage.
Randy Travis is in the audience. He still doens't know what to say.
He chooses Martina McBride's "Wild Angels".
Randy Travis says that he should have picked a different song. But Scott gradually wins over (or least reassures) Randy that he'll do a good job with it.
Well it's a LOT better than the freak show we just saw. Just a guy singing at the piano. It's refreshing.
Paula: Tonight was another impressive lovely performance. I'm feeling that the piano is a bit of a crutch for you. It seperates you from the audience.
Scott: I can move it closer to the audience. (laughs)
Simon: Paula, what do you expect him to do? He's very comfortable behind the piano, nothing wrong with that.
Paula: I just want him to mix it up.
Simon: (to Scott) I don't think you are choosing the best songs yet. I like you a lot. These songs are just going over my head.
Randy: I'm looking for the hot, crazy, unbelievable vocals from you. [Says he's being too nice, too safe] This is a singing competition.
Kara: We want you to up your game a little bit. You bring class and poise to that stage.