Idol Beat: Langone Daddy Gone
In what is surely a testimonial to my following, someone obviously heard yesterday's plea to show some love for the rest of Aerosmtih's catalog (there was a "Sweet Emotion" sign in the audience at the Nokia). My people...you never disappoint.
We'll always have "Hello."
In other news, what's the over/under on the number of right-wing blogs that will be up in arms today over Randy Jackson's "Space Invaders"-themed American flag t-shirt\? I say 50.
Stefano's ouster last night has to be viewed as something of a minor surprise. Certainly, the guy was more or less bivouacked in the Bottom 3 for the last six weeks, but I still thought his legions of devotees might carry him forward a few more rounds.
What would you call those people? Langonians? Stef-Heads? I guess it doesn't matter now.
But lets rewind a bit. Just when you thought you'd finally escaped that fuckingly ubiquitous Train song ("Hey Soul Sister"), there were Jacob, Lauren, Stefano and Haley to remind you of 2010 all over again. The Ford commercial was almost a relief after that.
Well, almost. I look forward to more of the car company's ideas for turning dry lake beds into verdant mountain ranges. I'm sure it will involve stubborn resistance to heightened fuel efficiency and still more truck recalls.
I'll say this for that... version of Coldplay's "Viva La Vida" by Casey, Scotty, and James; Scotty can't do footwork to save his life. He made Alex Van Halen in the "Hot for Teacher" video look like Rudolf Nureyev,
See, Nureyev was a ballet dancer, and...oh the hell with it.