american i don’t know what in the hell…
these are my thoughts on this years top twelve: three of the four dismissed tonight did not deserve it (i ain’t lookin’ at you Todrick. go on. keep walkin’. don’t forget your purse). so in no particular order other than worst to best:
paige miles: i know there has to be a black girl who can sang. she got one part of that correct.
katie stevens: ugh.
aaron kelly: holy fuck.
tim urban: take your shirt off and go. you aren’t going to win.
michael lynch: didn’t you just have a baby? shouldn’t you be at home with yo baby mama? you’re not going to win either.
didi benami: i can’t with that name.
lacy brown: it looks like some gay guy from the MAC counter (who moonlights as a drag queen) does her make up. bye.
andrew garcia: mow my lawn.
casey james: okay, so you’re not bad, just a bit boring. i really want to see you rock out with some hill-billy blues or some shit.
lee dewyze: i think he’s secretly fat under those baggy t-shirts, but he’s got a radio ready vocal and a doolittle-esque “aw-shucks” likability.
siobhan magnus: girl can sang. white girl who can sang. and she’s weird too. maybe the combo might work. or it might not. but i like her anyway. depending on how the next few weeks go, she could win.
crystal bowersox: she got a kid, a mysterious illness, missing teeth and dirty nappy dreads. but she’s got a voice like gravel and grit and grime that will win this season for her if she plays her cards right.
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