I've never been so obsessed with a season in my life. Once a week, I check Idolatry. Michael Slezak's word is the Word. I read blogs about Idol, I've watched Idol online, I listen to Kris Allen in my spare time. Repeatedly, like.... along the same vein as girls (errr.. me again.) listen to Justin Timberlake. I've had entire dinner conversations about American Idol, my Tuesdays nights are always booked. I've laid out in the sun to talk about American Idol for 40 mins. It's sick, lowbrow, and PURE AMERICANA.
I hate Danny Gokey more than a person should hate someone they've never met. UGH. This is the last time I will ever mention his name.
I've never been happier about Kris Allen beating out what's-his-name to make the finals with Glambert!
Please listen to Heartless:
He's such a brilliant singer! Not a large range, but that crooked paralysis face is pure gold. I would blog about more interesting things like headbands, but I can't seem to think about anything else! Deal with it, I love traaash! (Order headbands from me!)
Here is the studio version:
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