From: Shonda
Date: Wed May 14, 2003 4:08:58 PM America/Los_Angeles
To: Sandie
Subject: Telling It Like It Is
The performances were great. Sandie broke it all down for you. And I have to say, that I completely agree with her. So I'm not gonna waste my time repeating what she said in my own words. Why should I? I'm a busy woman. Instead, why don't we talk about another part of last night's show. The other side, the dark side, the seamy underbelly that is American Idol. The part that really matters to us all, deep down in places we don't like to discuss at cocktail parties. Some call it trash talk. Some call it gossip.
I call it TELLING IT LIKE IT IS.
1) What was up with Paula's hat? Was she 8 years too late in trying out the gangsta look? Was she covering up a bad hair day? Was she listening too much to the same stylist who told K-Lo it was okay to wear those skin tight gray pants? Or perhaps she was trying to divert attention away from her mouth. Because her mouth was spilling some incomprehensible crazy talk. "You are like Sarah Hughes!" "You make everybody SMILE!" "You're so cool, Clay!" Every! word! had! an! exclamation! point! Did she pop one too many Xanex pills last night? Or has the stress of sitting between two realists who she knows would NEVER have picked her as the American Idol simply sent her over the edge. I'm so glad the show's almost over. I need time to recuperate from the cheerful nails on a chalkboard whine that is Paula's voice.
2) Quentin Tarantino. Quentin. Why are you there? WHY? I've said it before and I'll say it again: famous people with fading careers should have their butts at home trying to figure out how they can engineer a comeback. They should NOT be sitting in the audience of AI smiling for the cameras. Get to typing a new screenplay, Quentin! Although, even if he weren't a has been, I still shudder at the sight of him screaming, "205!" on my beloved AI. That man put the "ism" in racism -- I don't care how many Jackie Brown movies he makes or how much he loves him some Ruben.
3) Can I just pause here to give a shout out to Simon for telling the audience to shut up? The best part is, Simon yells SHUT UP and they all hush, like he's Ghandi or something. Fools. That's when you're supposed to yell even LOUDER. But Simon's got us all under his surly control.
4) The K-Lo name has caught on. I'm not saying that we started it ('cause we didn't). I'm just saying that one day we called her K-Lo in the blog and the next they are mentioning it on AI. Coincidence? Okay, yes, it is. Because no way me and my sister are that powerful. I can dream though...
5) Was it just me or has Ryan been subtly trying to push his own agenda while asking America to vote? First it was all, "Poor little Goat Girl. Goat Girl needs your vote. Please call in for Goat Girl." Then it was, "He's a Marine! He's a Daddy! He's everything you could dream of! Call in for him to show your patriotism!" Now, it's "Clay's so good and kind and loving. And he wears interesting suits and sings 50s Rat Pack songs! Vote for him!" KNOCK IT OFF, RYAN!
6) This isn't a dis but did y'all notice that Clay is like a poster child for wholesome goodness? He works with special needs kids, his Idol is his Mama, he works so hard to please his fans...can we put him on a Wheaties box already? Should we set up a shrine? The Church of Clay? And I'm telling you, this boy probably has NO seedy skeletons in his closet. He's so full of down home apple pie good sweetness that alone that the only thing in his closet is...well, his repressed homosexuality. But that's okay. He'll figure it out sooner or later.
That's all.
In the words of somebody famous whose name I can't remember: if you can't say something nice about somebody, come sit by me.