Off with their heads!
What pure sadistic joy I felt tonight. AI back to what it should be. Tears of sadness, smiles of glee and bad group numbers. Seriously, did you see them singing that song? The off-beat side to side sway they did? The over-rehearsed walk to the beat across the stage moves? The cheesiness. The tackiness. The stupidity. It was very Brady Bunch, very fabulous.
I loved every minute of it.
A shout out to Ruben Studdard who perched like a giant Buddha in the audience tonight. Seeing him was like seeing your old junior high crush. You remember the devotion, the time spent scrawling I Heart Ruben and Ruben-n-Shonda 4Ever on your notebook, the deep love you held onto even as he disappointed you time and time again...
Ah, Ruben.
Remember when you sang "A Whole New World?" Remember how I threw my panties at the TV and screamed "I luv you, Ruben!!!?" Remember?
People, Ruben sang "A House is Not A Home". The song that I said should only be sung by Tamyra according to the AI rule book. Ruben sang it. And it was goo-ood. Not just good. Two syllables. Goo-ood. The very song that was massacred by Anwar last night. Ruben did it. Now he sings gospel. I don't listen to gospel.
WE MISS YOU RUBEN!!!!!
(insert tears here...)
Okay, back to the matter at hand. Who got voted off tonight? Whose dreams were crushed under the heels of America's ability to hit the redial button on the telephone?
The bottom three were Mikalah, No Neck and Hairdresser The Sequel. Which was good. I would have been happier had the bottom three included Trach Boy but...
...one can't have everything, can one?
I had no problems with any one of the three girls going. None of them were any good last night. But when I looked deep down in places I don't like to talk about at cocktail parties or on this blog, I have to admit that No Neck has talent. And poor Mikalah looked properly regretful for both almost giving us a gynecologist's view of her body and for ruining a perfectly good song that never hurt anyone. So I can stomach giving them another chance.
Hairdresser The Sequel? Oh, you know she had to go. You KNOW it.
And then she cried and cried and cried. And her poor grandmama almost had a stroke (at least I HOPE that was her grandmama -- otherwise, her Mama is a miracle of science what with giving birth at 65) when Ryan booted off her baby. Has anyone else noticed that this year, Ryan is almost gleeful when kicking a contestant to the curb? That he's icy cold and unsympathetic when telling a hopeful to let the doorknob hit 'em where the good lord split 'em? It's like he's SO over this show. It's like he's sick of watching year after year as someone becomes a superstar while he remains a virtual Ed McMahon sidekick to Simon's flawless Johnny.
I'm down with his cruelty. It makes things interesting. But I'm a little worried about him. His mental state has me atwitter. I mean, Ryan is a bitter, bitter boy these days. I hope his therapist gets paid A LOT. That's all I'm saying. Cause I don't want to hear that Constantine is trapped in a hole in Ryan's basement while Ryan says "It puts the lotion on its skin; it does this whenever it's told."
(People, go rent Silence of the Lambs and watch it again -- it possesses what may quite possibly be the single greatest compilation of quotable lines in the past 30 years.)
So now we're down to eleven. Six mediocre singers, one total babe, three potential winners and a boy apparently still recovering from the tracheotomy he had as a child whose voice and face make me want to scratch my own eyes right out of their sockets.
How much do I LOVE this show?!
This is Shonda, reporting gleeful from my sofa.
Mar 16, 2005
I'm gettin' my 2 cents in here cause you are trippin!
Shonda.... (I'm busy shaking my head, that's why you see no words here).
After Nikko performed and Randy and Paula gushed all over him (and you too apparently) Simon summed it up for me:
"I think I'm the only one in this audience who can hear!"
Nikko's performance was one of the worst things I've heard since... well since Travis tried to sing All Night Long. What the...?!?! A Jackson 5 song?!?! SHONDA! Snap out of it girl. See Nikko has you in a trance. Which is exactly how Travis made it so far. He fools you with all that charisma, meanwhile the song was so out of tune Michael Jackson would rather be convicted than hear it disrespected so badly. The Jackson 5 days are just as sacred as Bodyguard Whitney and that boy has no business pretending he can sing anything from them.
No business at all. Speaking on no business...
Now, Mikalah had no business wearing that hoochie mama outfit. She had on so much red lipstick and blush maybe she thought she was on America's Next Top Model... only without the model part. Poor thing. That matching red bra (under a sheer cropped sweater - WHAT?!?) hiphugger pants and boots had the vice squad waiting out back just in case she was on her way to work (on the corner). Good Lawd that girl couldn't have looked any more like Fran Drescher with that huge 80's hair and heavy makeup. Oh yeah, did she sing something? I didn't notice.
I whole heartedly agree with you - Jessica, Lindsey and Anthony - GO HOME! Lindsey honey don't you know that little satin ribbons are only tied around the necks of stuffed animals that sit on little girl's shelves collecting dust mites and taking up space. That's what you're doing in this competition: Taking up space... bye bye now.
Vonzell, Anwar and Carrie were all shell shocked and certainly not at their best. BUT... Carrie had a bit of an image boost! Did you notice?!? Super straight hair, maybe even a bit of extensions, better makeup and an up to date outfit did her well. You're looking a bit hotter girl. Go on with your bad self.
For me the fast forward group would include Nadia as well. You already know I just don't like her. She isn't all that. But that's just me.
Now the I sold out to the man award goes to Constantine. You're no rocker boy. And that drummer of yours who threw a fit on camera when you brought Ryan Secrest to tell the band you were going on American Idol knew it would happen. He knew you well didn't he Constantine. That song choice said it all. Let's take a journey inside Constantine's head ya'll..... Here's what he's saying: I better snap out of it and sing some easy listening music because I know that's the only way my voice sounds anywhere close to these other contestants. Then at the end of the song if I flip my hair and shoot that look at the camera that says "You know I'm cute" I can make it through this thing and get some fame and fortune. HHhhmmmm.... I can hear it all. FAKER!!! POSER!!!! ..... alright I'm o.k. ya'll. I'm over it. Lost it there for a minute.
Bo on the other hand is a rocker all the way. I think. I mean who sings Spinning Wheel and carries the mic around in the stand the whole time if they're not a rocker! That boy better have liability insurance doing that kind of thing. I was scared he was gonna knock some poor fool out with that thing as he's slinging it through the audience. And I think he may be getting cuter each week... ala George Huff. Well maybe I've gone off the deep end now. But I don't think so.
Now.... here's where I'm standing my ground- Scott Savol. I LOVES ME SOME SCOTT. Yes, he absolutely looks just like Bobby from King of the Hill. But I don't care. That boy can sing his butt off. He can sing. I don't care if he's wrapped from head to toe in brown suede or in a bathrobe, that boy can sing. Now... Scott honey you do need to get a bit of a personality going on here. The people gotta like you to vote for you son. Don't you get that? Call me. Email me. Text message me. I'm available for a little image consultation anytime. I can take a few vacation days to fly out and coach you. But you have GOT to get some life in ya.
Oh well... I had to get my 2 cents in. I'm done ranting. My prediction tonight: Jessica or Lindsey although it should absolutely be Bobby Brown or Fran Drescher after that horrendous performance.
I'm out.
After Nikko performed and Randy and Paula gushed all over him (and you too apparently) Simon summed it up for me:
"I think I'm the only one in this audience who can hear!"
Nikko's performance was one of the worst things I've heard since... well since Travis tried to sing All Night Long. What the...?!?! A Jackson 5 song?!?! SHONDA! Snap out of it girl. See Nikko has you in a trance. Which is exactly how Travis made it so far. He fools you with all that charisma, meanwhile the song was so out of tune Michael Jackson would rather be convicted than hear it disrespected so badly. The Jackson 5 days are just as sacred as Bodyguard Whitney and that boy has no business pretending he can sing anything from them.
No business at all. Speaking on no business...
Now, Mikalah had no business wearing that hoochie mama outfit. She had on so much red lipstick and blush maybe she thought she was on America's Next Top Model... only without the model part. Poor thing. That matching red bra (under a sheer cropped sweater - WHAT?!?) hiphugger pants and boots had the vice squad waiting out back just in case she was on her way to work (on the corner). Good Lawd that girl couldn't have looked any more like Fran Drescher with that huge 80's hair and heavy makeup. Oh yeah, did she sing something? I didn't notice.
I whole heartedly agree with you - Jessica, Lindsey and Anthony - GO HOME! Lindsey honey don't you know that little satin ribbons are only tied around the necks of stuffed animals that sit on little girl's shelves collecting dust mites and taking up space. That's what you're doing in this competition: Taking up space... bye bye now.
Vonzell, Anwar and Carrie were all shell shocked and certainly not at their best. BUT... Carrie had a bit of an image boost! Did you notice?!? Super straight hair, maybe even a bit of extensions, better makeup and an up to date outfit did her well. You're looking a bit hotter girl. Go on with your bad self.
For me the fast forward group would include Nadia as well. You already know I just don't like her. She isn't all that. But that's just me.
Now the I sold out to the man award goes to Constantine. You're no rocker boy. And that drummer of yours who threw a fit on camera when you brought Ryan Secrest to tell the band you were going on American Idol knew it would happen. He knew you well didn't he Constantine. That song choice said it all. Let's take a journey inside Constantine's head ya'll..... Here's what he's saying: I better snap out of it and sing some easy listening music because I know that's the only way my voice sounds anywhere close to these other contestants. Then at the end of the song if I flip my hair and shoot that look at the camera that says "You know I'm cute" I can make it through this thing and get some fame and fortune. HHhhmmmm.... I can hear it all. FAKER!!! POSER!!!! ..... alright I'm o.k. ya'll. I'm over it. Lost it there for a minute.
Bo on the other hand is a rocker all the way. I think. I mean who sings Spinning Wheel and carries the mic around in the stand the whole time if they're not a rocker! That boy better have liability insurance doing that kind of thing. I was scared he was gonna knock some poor fool out with that thing as he's slinging it through the audience. And I think he may be getting cuter each week... ala George Huff. Well maybe I've gone off the deep end now. But I don't think so.
Now.... here's where I'm standing my ground- Scott Savol. I LOVES ME SOME SCOTT. Yes, he absolutely looks just like Bobby from King of the Hill. But I don't care. That boy can sing his butt off. He can sing. I don't care if he's wrapped from head to toe in brown suede or in a bathrobe, that boy can sing. Now... Scott honey you do need to get a bit of a personality going on here. The people gotta like you to vote for you son. Don't you get that? Call me. Email me. Text message me. I'm available for a little image consultation anytime. I can take a few vacation days to fly out and coach you. But you have GOT to get some life in ya.
Oh well... I had to get my 2 cents in. I'm done ranting. My prediction tonight: Jessica or Lindsey although it should absolutely be Bobby Brown or Fran Drescher after that horrendous performance.
I'm out.
Mar 15, 2005
The Party Gets Started...
,,,kind of.
I sat down in front of my TIvo tonight. Thrilled. Full of excitement. Shocked by Mario's exodus and thrilled by Nikko's return. Elated that the Final 12 were finally in place. AI4 HAS BEGUN!!!
So there I was with my can of soda, glass of juice and bottle of water (I like to stay hydrated so I have energy to yell at the TV when necessary). I had my pen in one hand to take notes. My Tivo remote in the other so that I could pause, rewind or fast forward depending on what was happening.
And you know, that's how I'm going to break it down tonight. Three categories. Pause. Rewind. And Fast Forward. Now the audience was on crack so EVERYONE got a standing ovation tonight in the studio. But not in my living room.
FAST FORWARD: You know who goes in this category. Those contestants who make so much painful noise howling on my TV that all I can think is "MAKE THE LAMBS STOP SCREAMING!" Those contestants who bore me so much that all I can think is "Wonder what will happen on America's Next Top Model tomorrow night?" The bad and the boring. And they are:
1) Jessica. Or as I like to call her No Neck Blondie. Not that I'm hating on people with no necks. Go on with your fat head selves, more power to ya, form your own non-profit. I'm just calling it like I see it. And Jessica is No Neck Blondie -- big head, big voice, NO NECK. And she does have a big voice which sometimes sounds okay. That's the problem. She's just...okay. I don't care about her, I don't care to watch her. And what she did tonight is SO forgettable that I can't even remember the name of the song she sang.
2) Lindsey. Is it just me or does she remnd y'all of Hairdresser Girl from AI Season 2? Same face, same hair and, unfortunately for her, same voice. She's dull. Lifeless. PLASTIC. At least Hairdresser Girl had a career cutting heads to fall back on...
3) Vonzell. I give her props because she's sweet and wore the tacky white tassel boots her Daddy bought her last week. And she can sing. But Vonzell...honey, let's first discuss the dress. The peach, shiny, tacky Prom dress. The atrocity that made you look like a Vegas lounge singer. Oh...it was sad. Uninspired. But better than your performance. Which was also shiny and tacky.
4) Anthony. Trach Boy is on my last ever-lovin' nerve. He sat on a stool. A STOOL. And tried to croon. TRIED. TO. CROON. Hey, Trach Boy? You ain't Clay. You'll never be Clay. You'll never be Clay's stool. Why must he be in this competition? WHYYYYYYYYYYY?!
PAUSE: A category reserved for things that make me go "Wha...?" For those who bring vocals or outfits or performances that make me freeze frame my Tivo while I pull myself together or give myself time to scream.
1) Anwar. Anwar, Anwar. I loved you so. You with your pulled back dreds and your super-positive optimism and your school teacher glow. Oh, how I loved you. So what happened? You looked like a deer in headlights up on that big stage. And your voice...well, that was not what I call singing. Plus, you forget AI rule #563. Which is don't sing "A House is Not A Home." Unless you are Tamyra Gray. And you are not. Tamyra. Only Tamyra is Tamyra. She owns the song in AI legend. You...well, you eked out something. Screw your courage to the sticking place, boy! And do somethng better next week!
2) Mikalah. Mad Dog Mik has lost her mind. Did you see her belly? Of course you did. How could you miss it? She was wearing pants so low, I thought the FCC was gonna bust the show up. And...now, I know she's a teenager and I definitely am not one to hate on anyone's body but...girl, that was not a belly I wanted to see. Ever. Keep it covered. So, working the I'm a ho angle didn't fly. And neither did her song. I am not exactly sure even after pausing several times what song that was she was singing. It was bad. And for the first time, I joined you hordes of haters out there who find Mikalah annoying. She's fast becoming my Goat Girl for 2005 (see 2003).
3) Scott. Down's Boy looks better. The facial hair, the suede duds. And he sang one of my favorite songs "Ain't Too Proud to Beg." But have you ever seen anyone look so unbelievably uncomfortable in front of an audience? It was like watching Sinatra Boy try to dance last year. You could practically hear Scott counting off his moves in his head. Move hand here...Descend steps on three...Shake head on five... He made me constipated just watching him. Poor Down's Boy. He showed so much promise in the early rounds. But I fear tonight may be his last.
4) Carrie. She's sweet. She milks cows. She loves country. And she has a great voice. But tonight, PAULA called her boring. You heard me. PAULA. Paula never has a mean word to say to anyone about anything. Paula, whose judgements usually leave even the worst contestant feeling like they've been licked by a basket of kittens. PAULA CALLED CARRIE BORING. All I can say is...dawg, that's cold. Simon tried to smooth things over. Mainly because I think Simon has decided that Carrie is a race horse he can ride all the way to the country western bank. And maybe he could. If this show was called Nashville Stars...
REWIND: I save the rewind button for the good ones. The ones who BRING IT. The ones who do something great. And, yes, occassionaly for the ones who make such big fools of themselves that you gotta watch it again and again. Like when Clay sang the song from Grease. Or Hercules wore the Afro wig. But tonight, I used rewind for good and not evil.
1) Constantine. Yup. I said Constantine. Y'all, I know Connie ain't the best singer. But the thing is, so does Connie. He knows he doesn't have what the other contestants have. So Connie picks songs that make him sound good. And he's cute. And he brings a whole butt load of charisma onstage with him. And he's cute. Admit it, you thought he was pretty good tonight. I almost found myself apologizing to him through the TV screen for hating on him so bad last week.
2) Nikko. Yeah, he's back. Yeah, he don't care if you hate him. Nikko arrived on stage in pants so baggy, I thought he had the whole Jackson Five in there. He waved his hands. He tossed his hat. And he sang "I Want You Back". It was either horrible or fantastic. I don't know. I just know I couldn't stop watching him. I just know that if he recorded that song today, it would be playing over and over again on MTV tomorrow. He took an old song and made it seem fresh and hip hop and very now. All the boy needed were some backup danceers. I tried to call and vote for him but the phone lines were literally overloaded and I couldn't get through.
3) Nadia. Love her. LOVE. HER. I want her hair. And her outfit. Which let me tell you was a big gamble. You don't wear a big old poncho/dashiki on national TV unless you are a) unbelievably skinny and b) brave. Girl is both. She looked good, she sounded better. A total change from her usual upbeat numbers, Nadia got out on that stage and said, yeah, I can sing. Better than any of you. Whoo-Hoo! It was the first good performance of the night and I had to rewind three times to get over it.
4) Bo. Here's a puzzle. Bo is ugly. Bo has bad hair. Bo sings in a style I can NOT stand. I LOVE ME SOME BO. Bo rocks. Bo rocks each and every week. Bo rocks hard. Bo rocks long. Bo rocks. Do I want Bo to win? I don't know. I just know I want to see what Bo does next. I want to see Bo take a regular song and rock it. I want to see Bo rise to the challenge of the AI gauntlet. I want to see Bo sing his way through Streisand night. Or Billy Joel night. Or...oooh, Celine Dion night. I want to watch Bo rock the theme from Titantic. Bo is a magical mystery tour of rocking magnetism. Bo has taken the pop star status of the Idol stage and twisted it into a Seattle grunge fest. Bo is a genuis.
Or maybe I'm just really excited that someone up there can sing.
This is Shonda, reporting live from my sofa.
I sat down in front of my TIvo tonight. Thrilled. Full of excitement. Shocked by Mario's exodus and thrilled by Nikko's return. Elated that the Final 12 were finally in place. AI4 HAS BEGUN!!!
So there I was with my can of soda, glass of juice and bottle of water (I like to stay hydrated so I have energy to yell at the TV when necessary). I had my pen in one hand to take notes. My Tivo remote in the other so that I could pause, rewind or fast forward depending on what was happening.
And you know, that's how I'm going to break it down tonight. Three categories. Pause. Rewind. And Fast Forward. Now the audience was on crack so EVERYONE got a standing ovation tonight in the studio. But not in my living room.
FAST FORWARD: You know who goes in this category. Those contestants who make so much painful noise howling on my TV that all I can think is "MAKE THE LAMBS STOP SCREAMING!" Those contestants who bore me so much that all I can think is "Wonder what will happen on America's Next Top Model tomorrow night?" The bad and the boring. And they are:
1) Jessica. Or as I like to call her No Neck Blondie. Not that I'm hating on people with no necks. Go on with your fat head selves, more power to ya, form your own non-profit. I'm just calling it like I see it. And Jessica is No Neck Blondie -- big head, big voice, NO NECK. And she does have a big voice which sometimes sounds okay. That's the problem. She's just...okay. I don't care about her, I don't care to watch her. And what she did tonight is SO forgettable that I can't even remember the name of the song she sang.
2) Lindsey. Is it just me or does she remnd y'all of Hairdresser Girl from AI Season 2? Same face, same hair and, unfortunately for her, same voice. She's dull. Lifeless. PLASTIC. At least Hairdresser Girl had a career cutting heads to fall back on...
3) Vonzell. I give her props because she's sweet and wore the tacky white tassel boots her Daddy bought her last week. And she can sing. But Vonzell...honey, let's first discuss the dress. The peach, shiny, tacky Prom dress. The atrocity that made you look like a Vegas lounge singer. Oh...it was sad. Uninspired. But better than your performance. Which was also shiny and tacky.
4) Anthony. Trach Boy is on my last ever-lovin' nerve. He sat on a stool. A STOOL. And tried to croon. TRIED. TO. CROON. Hey, Trach Boy? You ain't Clay. You'll never be Clay. You'll never be Clay's stool. Why must he be in this competition? WHYYYYYYYYYYY?!
PAUSE: A category reserved for things that make me go "Wha...?" For those who bring vocals or outfits or performances that make me freeze frame my Tivo while I pull myself together or give myself time to scream.
1) Anwar. Anwar, Anwar. I loved you so. You with your pulled back dreds and your super-positive optimism and your school teacher glow. Oh, how I loved you. So what happened? You looked like a deer in headlights up on that big stage. And your voice...well, that was not what I call singing. Plus, you forget AI rule #563. Which is don't sing "A House is Not A Home." Unless you are Tamyra Gray. And you are not. Tamyra. Only Tamyra is Tamyra. She owns the song in AI legend. You...well, you eked out something. Screw your courage to the sticking place, boy! And do somethng better next week!
2) Mikalah. Mad Dog Mik has lost her mind. Did you see her belly? Of course you did. How could you miss it? She was wearing pants so low, I thought the FCC was gonna bust the show up. And...now, I know she's a teenager and I definitely am not one to hate on anyone's body but...girl, that was not a belly I wanted to see. Ever. Keep it covered. So, working the I'm a ho angle didn't fly. And neither did her song. I am not exactly sure even after pausing several times what song that was she was singing. It was bad. And for the first time, I joined you hordes of haters out there who find Mikalah annoying. She's fast becoming my Goat Girl for 2005 (see 2003).
3) Scott. Down's Boy looks better. The facial hair, the suede duds. And he sang one of my favorite songs "Ain't Too Proud to Beg." But have you ever seen anyone look so unbelievably uncomfortable in front of an audience? It was like watching Sinatra Boy try to dance last year. You could practically hear Scott counting off his moves in his head. Move hand here...Descend steps on three...Shake head on five... He made me constipated just watching him. Poor Down's Boy. He showed so much promise in the early rounds. But I fear tonight may be his last.
4) Carrie. She's sweet. She milks cows. She loves country. And she has a great voice. But tonight, PAULA called her boring. You heard me. PAULA. Paula never has a mean word to say to anyone about anything. Paula, whose judgements usually leave even the worst contestant feeling like they've been licked by a basket of kittens. PAULA CALLED CARRIE BORING. All I can say is...dawg, that's cold. Simon tried to smooth things over. Mainly because I think Simon has decided that Carrie is a race horse he can ride all the way to the country western bank. And maybe he could. If this show was called Nashville Stars...
REWIND: I save the rewind button for the good ones. The ones who BRING IT. The ones who do something great. And, yes, occassionaly for the ones who make such big fools of themselves that you gotta watch it again and again. Like when Clay sang the song from Grease. Or Hercules wore the Afro wig. But tonight, I used rewind for good and not evil.
1) Constantine. Yup. I said Constantine. Y'all, I know Connie ain't the best singer. But the thing is, so does Connie. He knows he doesn't have what the other contestants have. So Connie picks songs that make him sound good. And he's cute. And he brings a whole butt load of charisma onstage with him. And he's cute. Admit it, you thought he was pretty good tonight. I almost found myself apologizing to him through the TV screen for hating on him so bad last week.
2) Nikko. Yeah, he's back. Yeah, he don't care if you hate him. Nikko arrived on stage in pants so baggy, I thought he had the whole Jackson Five in there. He waved his hands. He tossed his hat. And he sang "I Want You Back". It was either horrible or fantastic. I don't know. I just know I couldn't stop watching him. I just know that if he recorded that song today, it would be playing over and over again on MTV tomorrow. He took an old song and made it seem fresh and hip hop and very now. All the boy needed were some backup danceers. I tried to call and vote for him but the phone lines were literally overloaded and I couldn't get through.
3) Nadia. Love her. LOVE. HER. I want her hair. And her outfit. Which let me tell you was a big gamble. You don't wear a big old poncho/dashiki on national TV unless you are a) unbelievably skinny and b) brave. Girl is both. She looked good, she sounded better. A total change from her usual upbeat numbers, Nadia got out on that stage and said, yeah, I can sing. Better than any of you. Whoo-Hoo! It was the first good performance of the night and I had to rewind three times to get over it.
4) Bo. Here's a puzzle. Bo is ugly. Bo has bad hair. Bo sings in a style I can NOT stand. I LOVE ME SOME BO. Bo rocks. Bo rocks each and every week. Bo rocks hard. Bo rocks long. Bo rocks. Do I want Bo to win? I don't know. I just know I want to see what Bo does next. I want to see Bo take a regular song and rock it. I want to see Bo rise to the challenge of the AI gauntlet. I want to see Bo sing his way through Streisand night. Or Billy Joel night. Or...oooh, Celine Dion night. I want to watch Bo rock the theme from Titantic. Bo is a magical mystery tour of rocking magnetism. Bo has taken the pop star status of the Idol stage and twisted it into a Seattle grunge fest. Bo is a genuis.
Or maybe I'm just really excited that someone up there can sing.
This is Shonda, reporting live from my sofa.
More on Mario
So I heard a snippet this morning of a live interview he did with MTV. He's recanting the whole "family issue" thing. He instead now says he didn't think it was "the right time" for this. That he has to focus on other things right now. You know, like he did some soul searching.
YEAH WHATEVER.
When asked outright in another interview if he had signed a record deal with anyone Mario didn't say no... he said "no comment".
hhhhhmmmmm.......
Some more reading for you if you're really sulking over it like I am:
Entertainment Weekly Online says...
YEAH WHATEVER.
When asked outright in another interview if he had signed a record deal with anyone Mario didn't say no... he said "no comment".
hhhhhmmmmm.......
Some more reading for you if you're really sulking over it like I am:
Entertainment Weekly Online says...
Mar 14, 2005
Mario jumps ship...
Well... we all know we can't get through a season of AI without a good scandal can we?
Who's shocked here? Not me.
Fox announced yesterday that Mario Vasquez has bailed just before the finals begin. Why? Well... that's where the scandal part comes in of course. Fox told press that he had to leave to take care of personal or family issues. But Mario's mom has since been interviewed and knows nothing of these "family issues." Another source now says that Mario has disclosed to them that he got out just before having to sign the 2nd contract all finalists must sign. That contract has some very strict stipulations in it that he just wasn't willing to give in to. There are other rumors out there as well about what may have triggered Mario's sudden departure that you're sure to hear about in the days to come as well.
Who really knows. It's FOX. And we all know what that means anyway.
So.... what does all this mean? All you Nikko fans.... get ready! He's been reinstated as Mario's replacement in the top 12. Get happy Shonda, your boy is back. Bobby Brown is back. I just hope he can get his act together or he'll be back on that plane quicker than he can get those bags unpacked! Pull it together Bobby Brown, this is your 2nd shot at fame and fortune (and apparently an insanely restrictive contract that will rule your life for the next few years).
That's the news.
I'm out.
Who's shocked here? Not me.
Fox announced yesterday that Mario Vasquez has bailed just before the finals begin. Why? Well... that's where the scandal part comes in of course. Fox told press that he had to leave to take care of personal or family issues. But Mario's mom has since been interviewed and knows nothing of these "family issues." Another source now says that Mario has disclosed to them that he got out just before having to sign the 2nd contract all finalists must sign. That contract has some very strict stipulations in it that he just wasn't willing to give in to. There are other rumors out there as well about what may have triggered Mario's sudden departure that you're sure to hear about in the days to come as well.
Who really knows. It's FOX. And we all know what that means anyway.
So.... what does all this mean? All you Nikko fans.... get ready! He's been reinstated as Mario's replacement in the top 12. Get happy Shonda, your boy is back. Bobby Brown is back. I just hope he can get his act together or he'll be back on that plane quicker than he can get those bags unpacked! Pull it together Bobby Brown, this is your 2nd shot at fame and fortune (and apparently an insanely restrictive contract that will rule your life for the next few years).
That's the news.
I'm out.
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