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September 28, 2004

Sunday Night Performance Wrap By Gadge

The adorable Gadge has come forth with Idol opinions galore, but bless him to bits - he posted it in the comments rather than emailing it to me! I really should specify stuff, I suppose. Either way, he’s one crazy sexy cool mofo and that’s the way THIS girl likes it. Uh-huh, uh-huh. For those of you naughty enough to miss his insight in the comments, allow me to repost in all it’s glory!

Once Chanel was safe, I knew exactly who the final three would be and who would go, as it was only my love/fear for my still-favourite singer that challenged what few soothsaying abilities I have.

Much like Dan O’Connor singing ‘Creed’, looking like Pauline Hanson and thus disgusting most of Australia spelled the end for Emelia, and really, it was her time to go. Of the other perennial bottom three-ers, Hayley was particularly good on Sunday and Marty finally stopped being a complete and utter crapfest, so with a less-than-special performance, it was Emelia’s time to go. I actually thought she went with a great deal of dignity, and no matter what my good friend says of her school behaviour, or even her egregious lying about her singing experience, I still hold a fondness for Emelia. Especially because she ‘Please Explain!’-ed it after the comments about her hair - which were, of course, completely justified, and I don’t think a household in Australia didn’t go, “Oh my god it’s Pauline Hanson!” before Dicko pointed it out.

When Chanel was safe, I expected Casey in the bottom three because she was surprisingly getting drowned out by the synths on Sunday. She’s been a powerhouse in the past, but the last two weeks have muted her performances’ however, she’s shown great taste when given complete leeway over her performances before, so I expect another strong shot from her next week.

Marcia is an irrelevant cow nowadays, as the only performer she ever criticises is Chanel. My love is not wavering for Bega’s Best Import, and while Dicko’s comment about a pissed-up secretary had its merits (being a fantastic call, for one), I still have enjoyed all of Chanel’s performances simply because no matter what else, she really puts on a show. She growls and shimmies, bops and emotes and just tries to put everything she has into each song, and it makes me completely not understand why people think she’s particularly affected, because to me she seems amazingly genuine. Perhaps I am blinded by love, but I completely get Chanel, and really want her to be in the top two.

And I want Ricki-Lee to join her in the top two. Because she’s an adorable spaz who also has great showmanship, and she’s just having a complete ball onstage while still bringing a consistently impressive vocal ability to the songs she sings. Of the men left in the competition, Anthony is cute and talented but completely asexual (which is probably part of his appeal - how many prepubescent girls have had odd feelings about their Ken dolls?), Courtney is big-brotherly but increasingly bland, Daniel is powerful but pinched, and Marty is two weeks away from being evicted for his not-so-rock performances. I like the guys, but I want the women to take it to the end, and with Chanel and Ricki-Lee I think we might have a chance of that happening.

Scarily enough, I have many, many more words I could say about Australian Idol, but I’ll leave it where it stands. Rock on, Jess…

And rock on to you, Gadge my darling, rock on to you!