Okay, tonight’s show is half over, and it has been painful. I’m groaning more than I’m laughing. For much of my cycling, I had my hands over my eyes because it hurt to watch. (Can’t measure my heart rate when I have my hands over my eyes.)
Now I realize that the producers choose the worst of the worst to show us. But I can’t help feeling bad for some of these people. Do they really not have anyone in their lives who love them enough to say, "You don’t have a great voice."? Can’t they listen to a great singer and then know that they don’t sound anything like it?
Oh, the Wizard of Oz Cowardly Lion girl. Cute growl. But if she’s watched American Idol, how could she not know that wouldn’t fly?