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So here we are with the American Idol Top 11 waiting to hear them kill off a few more Beatles songs. Yay us. All week, I’d been wishing they weren’t doing this, cause I was certain it would be bad. If I actually realized that it would, or even could, be worse than last week, I wouldn’t have believed it. But you can believe it.

In any case, I’m kinda bored about all the beginning stuff, so I didn’t pay too much attention tonight. Plus, my mom wouldn’t stop talking about stuff. Mostly it was about Simon who was on Oprah and he gave someone money for something. I’ve heard the story a couple of times now, but I don’t care. Plus, she has a way of making a short story long. I did note that Ryan’s neck is looking a bit thick tonight. Is he gaining weight? Working out?

Also, I don’t make mention of any one’s memorable moments or whatever, cause they were all stupid.

So here’s my take:

Amanda - Back in the USSR (The Beatles, commonly referred to as The White Album, 1968). When she talks, she seems so normal. Then she sings. This wasn’t as good as last week especially since she spoke, rather than attempting to sing, most of the song. Her ending almost seemed like it was gonna be the kick, then it wasn’t. Overall, she was OK, but not good. She did sorta look good. Ish.

Paula says they look for people in this competition to be who they are? Then why make them sing karaoke to 40 year old songs that many of them have never even heard before? Just asking.

Can I just say right here, I hate those people standing in the front? Why, for the love of Pete, do they wave their arms so annoyingly? What, if anything, can be done about them?

Kristy - You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away (Help!, 1965). While she sounded better this week than last, it’s obvious that she didn’t know the song, because the emphasis was in all the wrong places and she clearly changed the melody. Plus, I hate when they talk back to Simon. She says some people liked that mess last week? Who are these people? What drugs are they taking? Anyway, she’s cute so I’d say she’ll make Top 10, cause they will want her as a draw on the tour. I hope I’m wrong.

David A. - The Long And Winding Road (Let It Be, 1970). Clearly, the kid can sing. I couldn’t help feeling, however, as he sang, that if Kevin Covais had looked less like Chicken Little, he would have made it much farther in the competition. In any case, its obvious that Little David will be around for the long haul. I’ll just have to get used to the sucky breaths (hey, I did it with Jordin Sparks) and lip licking. And all the little screamy girls.

Laura’s comment “I actually like this line up. We’re getting some of the boring people out of the way first.” Oh, and thanks for all the product placement guys - buy an iPhone, go to iTunes, drink Coke.

Michael - A Day in the Life (Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, 1967). A little weak on the high notes, but with his accent, he sounds right singing these songs. I didn’t like the cut and chop he had to do on the song, but that wasn’t his fault. He seems to pick the weirder songs for some reason, but it was OK. Apparently, I liked it better than the judges did. Of course, he gets the sympathy vote cause of his dead friend, so maybe that’s what he needs this week.

Brooke - Here Comes the Sun (Abbey Road, 1969). Um. I didn’t care for that too much. It was kinda boring and predictable and her voice didn’t sound too good. Her dress was kinda cute if you’re living in the 70’s. Regardless, Brooke will be around for a while.

David C. - Day Tripper (flip side of We Can Work It Out, 1965). Well, that was a first. Peter Frampton came alive on the Idol stage. I’m amazed by this guy. This gives the lie to Brooke’s excuses that she wasn’t as good this week because she was too good last week. I think David was equally good both weeks. I usually agree with Simon, but I don’t think he was right about David this week. Either way, David is not going anywhere.

Carly - Blackbird (The Beatles, 1968). I love this song and I hate that she’s doing it. Just so you know before we get started. No, wait, I can’t even comment on this, cause I just don’t like Carly. I’m sorry. Also, she talks back too much. Who cares what she thinks anyway? I’m kinda hoping that the 7 she had tatooed on her fingers will mean that she’s voted off in position 7. I’d only have to avoid listening to her four more times that way.

Jason - Michelle (Rubber Soul, 1965). Ma belle . . . it’s not English? He’s so adorable. I can’t get past that. Did he sing? Oh, right. I thought it was done charmingly and he learned French for it. Maybe it wasn’t his best, but I think he’s consistently himself and I like that.

Syesha - Yesterday (Help!, 1965). Weak start. And have I mentioned how much I hate when they change pronouns - she to he, man to girl? To me it’s just distracting. Tonight, Syesha thinks she’s Fantasia singing Summertime. She’s not. It was overall OK, but I thought it wasn’t that great. She was reaching for the high notes and her voice faded away at times. Obviously, the judges want her to stay, cause I just didn’t think she was that hot.

Chikezie - I’ve Just Seen A Face (Help!, 1965). I’m not sure what I think. At first I was disappointed that he was doing a slow version, but then he speeded it up and I realized that the slow part sounded better vocally. I’m not sure he needed the harmonica thing, but whatever. I think he’s safe this week anyway.

Ramiele - I Should Have Known Better (A Hard Day’s Night, 1964). She wasn’t boring. But I didn’t like it that much either. I guess she was technically good, but something was missing. Plus, I hated those pants she had on. Who dresses these people anyway? She may be in the pimp spot, but I don’t think it can save her. Odds are a girl is going this week, so it’s probably gonna be Ramiele. Too bad it won’t be Kristy.

This entire show was such a mess, it’s hard to pick who I thought was good or bad. No one was really that good.

If we just base this on what I want, Kristy would be going home this week, after being in the bottom three with Ramiele and Amanda.

My top three would be David Cook, Jason and Michael. But I’m prejudiced.