Meet the Top 12 contestants for the current season of Australian Idol.
Meanwhile, here in the States, the American Idol tour bombed, with the Idols performing to half-empty houses most nights. Auditions for the upcoming season have wrapped up here in the States. Is everybody ready for another go-round?
September 5, 2007 at 12:29 pm by Evil Beet
The former AmIdol contestant made an appearance at the ESPN Deportes La Revista blah blah blah blah … these are always such non-events. I have no idea what he was doing there. Especially with Anthony Fedorov.
What the hell does Constantine have to do with a Spanish sports magazine?
Isn’t he Greek?
Just because he looks like he could be Spanish doesn’t mean he had any reason to be there. Yet he was.
August 23, 2007 at 8:43 pm by Evil Beet
The youngest AmIdol winner ever is all set to debut her first single. The song is called “Tattoo” (um, she’s not even old enough to get a tattoo) and will hit airwaves August 27, although you can get a sneak preview tomorrow on PopEater.
“Right after I heard the first chorus, I was like, `I wanna sing that song. I have to have it. I wanna sing it,’” said Sparks.
The full album will be released November 20. Jordan describes it as a mix of pop-rock and ballads, with a little bit of country.
Talking about the current AmIdol tour with her fellow contestants, Jordin says “It’s abnormally weird how well we still get along. We’re still like any dysfunctional family where we get on each other’s nerves, but, at the end of the day, we’re still just like, ‘Hey, you wanna hang out?’”
August 23, 2007 at 4:52 pm by Evil Beet
The show must go on, I guess.
A woman auditioning for American Idol in Texas last Monday went into labor while singing for the judges. Antoria Gillon, 20, wasn’t actually due until August 9, so she thought it was totally reasonable for her to wait in line for 16 hours and go through with the audition process.
“I felt something over my body when I was walking,” she said. “I knew right away what it was. I was singing, and the judge stopped and asked if I was OK, and I said, ‘I just want to finish my song.’”
An ambulance pulled up and everyone urged her to get in. “I said, ‘Well, I haven’t gotten my golden ticket yet,’ ” she said. She finished singing, got the “golden ticket,” and went off to the hospital, where she delivered her second child, a healthy baby boy.
So what’d she name the kid? Jamil Labarron Idol McCowan. Which I’m sure will be a really fun reminder for the rest of her life when she doesn’t make it to the finals.
August 13, 2007 at 10:34 am by Evil Beet
Gina Glocksen, the “rocker” chick from American Idol, got engaged to her boyfriend, Joe Ruzicka, on Tuesday at the Rosemont, Illionois stop on the American Idol tour. (That’s still going on? Do people actually go to that?) The couple lives in nearby Naperville, and Joe is a high school science teacher. The engagement was caught on video, and would be really cute if it weren’t for some annoying bitch squealing in the background the whole time.
August 8, 2007 at 8:10 pm by Evil Beet
It seems like just yesterday that we crowned … someone? … the new American Idol winner. (In my defense, it’s 1:30 am, but I honestly had to Google it to remember that it was Jordan Sparks … and I was live-blogging every episode. Each season of that show just blurs with the last.) But it’s time to start up the insanity again, and it’s kicking off this year in Dallas, Texas. It’s the standard story: lines stretched forever, it was way fucking hot, contestants only get 15 seconds to sing, Ryan Seacrest is getting head from androgynous characters in a bathroom stall between takes, etc. Maybe this is why nothing exceptional ever happens to me, but I just don’t understand why anyone would want to do that, even if they are a good singer. Like, there’s a tiny voice in my head that would say, like, “Hey, Beet, this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to become a superstar! Sure, the odds are slim, but you’ve gotta go for it! You’ll only achieve success if you pursue your dreams at all costs!” And then a huge, bellowing voice in my head responds, “It’s hot,” and then I’d stay in and watch Gilmore Girls reruns instead and hope someone discovers me in a mall.
In coming weeks, auditions will be held in Omaha, Atlanta, Charleston, Miami and Philadelphia. Can we please talk about these Omaha auditions? If Adam Duritz hadn’t thought to write a whole song about it, I’d never have known Omaha existed. (I just have to note here that my friend Palimo — a musical prodigy — once devoted his considerable talent to making up new words to “Omaha,” and it started like this: “Boned your ma, somewhere in a Little America,” and then it went on but I forget how but Palimo, if you ever read this blog, kindly leave them in the comments). Anyway, Omaha’s in the middle of fucking nowhere, a few hours out of Des Moines and about a day’s drive from Chicago, but I truly cannot wait to see the midwestern farm stories they manage to pull out of the Omaha auditions.