Brooke Burke is pregnant, but she wasn’t showing last night. Zayra isn’t pregnant, and she was showing everything. But more on her in a moment.
We didn’t get to see any of the song the contestants had to write lyrics for this week. I imagine we’ll see that in a video package on tonight’s results show. So we didn’t get this year’s version of “Pretty Vegas,” but we did get a megaphone. But more on that in a moment.
Dilana led off the night with The Who’s “Won’t Get Fooled Again.” Gilby joined her on guitar. Oddly enough, nobody else in the mansion wanted to do that song with Gilby. Open pistol, point downwards, shoot foot. Weird. The producers took full advantage of the situation by putting a little camera at the end of the frets, looking down the neck of the guitar. It gave us a pretty cool but slightly dizzying camera angle of the guitar in action.
Dilana’s performance was solid, but the least exciting of her songs so far. This was straight-on rock for her. There was nothing scary or memorable in it. But there was also nothing wrong with it. She’s still better — vocally and performance-wise — than most, if not all, of the rockers up there.
Most importantly, she impressed the band.
Jill needs to go home. She did Tracy Bonham’s “Mother Mother.” I’m not a fan of the song, and she sounded awful on it. The slower opening was weak and trembling. And when she went into her “crazy” mode and pranced around stage, she lost even more control of her voice. It was ugly for me, though the band seemed to like what they heard.
One odd thing: She’s so small that the microphone in her hand looks like a giant redwood tree. It’s HUGE!
Ryan went with the Rolling Stone’s “Paint It Black,” complete with a strange hooded opening, black eye makeup, and an all black wardrobe. At points, it even sounded like he affected a British accent. I didn’t much like it, honestly. The band was blown away, but I thought it was too “rock.” I like the song when it’s played a little softer and then ramps up quickly to a frenetic rock song. You may laugh at me for this, but my favorite cover of it is Vanessa Carlton’s. I just think Ryan lost some of the rhythmic nature of the song in the course of trying to scream and rant through it. Showmanship overtook singing.
I thought Toby made some of the same mistakes at the end of the show, but more on that in a moment.
Storm did Queen’s “We Are The Champions” and showed the rest of the contestants the perfect way to do a soft vocal song while still rocking it: Let the guitars do all the hard rocking; let the singer carry the tune. I loved the arrangement, especially the little a capella bit about 3/4ers of the way through. Storm’s voice sounded clear and beautiful. The House Band did a good job backing her up. It all worked. It won’t be the encore this week, but it was memorable and well done.
And she ended it all by telling Tommy Lee, “I’ll spank the crap out of you again, for sure.”
It’s only slightly out of context.
Zayra. Ah, Zayra. I used to like her for the weekly car crash nature of her performances. Now, I realize what she truly is: Ashton Kutcher’s bitch. She’s punking us all, right? She can’t be taking herself or the show seriously. She’s just up there to see how far she can go and how crazy she can get while still being accepted as a rocker. She’s like the local FM station volunteer who goes to the AMERICAN IDOL tryouts to attempt to make it to TV with the craziest story, to see how far AI will play along with the gag, unwittingly.
Because, you see, Zayra can’t sing. Period. She’s incapable of holding a note or hitting a key.
She warbled to David Bowie’s “All the Young Dudes” this week, with Magni playing acoustic guitar as backup. He was the best part of the performance, and he didn’t really do all that much.
She came out in a top hat, prostitute-level ten inch platform heels, and a gold body suit of some sort. I tried the old Idol trick of just listening and not watching. Some performers work best that way. Their looks will distract you in a negative way. Nope, not Zayra. She sounds even worse when you’re not being blinded by her spandex du jour.
She’s awful, and yet I have to vote for her. I need to watch this wreck again next week. And the next.
At least Gilby called her singing “flat.” There’s hope for the band’s integrity yet.
Ah, heck, it’s a band featuring Tommy Lee. How can I seriously use the word “integrity” in this write-up?
Josh came back with the Stone Temple Pilots’ “Interstate Love Song.” Tommy Lee surprised one and all and played drums on the song. I thought Josh’s performance was uninspired and too karaoke. I was bored. It looked like he missed one lyric, too. But the band loved it and complimented the tone of his voice. Eh.
Oh, and his pit stains showed through his outer shirt, too. Not a good sign.
Magni did Live’s “The Dolphins Cry,” finally saving the show from becoming a slow-churning disaster in its middle portion. It was a powerful performance — just him in the spotlight at the end of the stage with a mic and his acoustic guitar. It was a complete solo and very well done. His voice was clear. He sounded comfortable and loose. This could very well be the encore tonight. The band was impressed.
Patrice went with “Instant Karma” from John Lennon. Like so many others, she sang it with the guitar that she only looked down at a couple of times for hand positioning. The song had a nice arrangement and I thought she sounded good. She’s still too smiley, but she’s growing on me. I thought it was one of her best performances, but she doesn’t seem to have the viewer support to make it very far in this show.
Lukas did “Creep” by Radiohead. He actually sang this week, just like Jason has been asking to do for weeks. It’s by far his best performance. He hit the high notes. He hit the soft notes. He was in control of that stage and not insanely freaky. Even his wink to the camera at the end was charming. If Magni doesn’t get the encore tonight, Lukas will.
Toby finished the night off with The Talking Heads’ “Burning Down The House.” I’m a huge Talking Heads fan, so I was excited by the choice, but his rock version of it left me a little cold. All the subtlety and a lot of the tricky word play of the song is lost when you’re focusing more on finding a way to “rock” the lyrics than to deliver them in an interesting manner. His stage presence was good and I thought it was as good a rock version of that song is ever going to be, but I didn’t think the song survived the translation all that well.
When he pulled out the megaphone, though, the song went straight down the toilet. The band looked confused and disappointed. He’s not J.D. Fortune. This isn’t “Pretty Vegas.” That trick worked last year for a reason. This song is not the good reason to bring out the props.
At the end of the night, the early bottom three had Patrice, Zayra, and Jill. Poor Patrice has no fan backing. This is the second week in a row she’s done well and gotten nothing for it from the voters. Jill deserves to go, as does Zayra. You could dump Josh while you’re at it and not disappoint me.
Maybe THIS is the week we get the long-awaited double eviction! (I’m going to keep saying that until it happens or the season ends. . .)