Tuesday, February 17, 2009

American Idol Review 2.17.09

I have an American Idol confession: I've not been watching as closely as I should have been. In fact, I haven't been watching at all. After the first audition in Phoenix, I set my DVR to record subsequent episodes and promptly ignored the whole thing. Last night, I decided to play catch up in preparation for tonight's big show down and I'm so glad I did. You may recall that one of my last reviews from Season 7 included a vehement request that Nigel Lythgoe remove himself from the AI franchise and that the production team take a long hard look at the series. I'm tickled that both of those things have occurred. Did I expect the strange amalgam of AI and The Bachelor? No, but I'm just glad the judges didn't give the 36 contestants roses along with the good news. And, really, how different can you make it? So on to tonight's first group of 12...remember, I promise only to share my own personal observations and while they may or may not be kind, they will almost surely be entertaining.

Jackie Tohn: Umm...I got chills all over not because of how great this was, but because of how terrible it was and how embarrassed I felt to be watching. Wow, what on earth was she wearing? Seriously, it was as if she was trying to channel Sandy from Grease, but in a strung out Studio 54 way. It was all bad.
Ricky Braddy: Who is this guy? Yes, I already admitted that I hadn't watched Hollywood week, but really...who is this guy? I love (love, love, love) the song choice, but will he move forward? I'm not sure I'll remember him at the end of tonight's show. Really, all I can think about is Elliot Yamin singing this same song how many seasons ago and blowing the roof off.
Alexis Grace: Mama loves Aretha Franklin and Alexis chose one of my all-time favorite Aretha songs. This tiny little girl has a big soulful voice inside. She sang the hell out of that song.
Brent Keith: Hmm, country. Underwhelming and utterly forgettable.
Stevie Wright: I was a little distracted thinking about the fact that Miss Stevie was nine years old when Idol began. Good thing, because this performance was bad...and all the synonyms for bad.
Anoop Desai: I had high hopes for Anoop Dogg. I think he's going to have a long, sleepless night trying to justify this song choice.
Casey Carlson: Wow. She makes bubble tea for a living and wears a fedora. And while she's super cute and has 'package' appeal for the judges and Circle 19, there is just no excuse for her to attack The Police like that. Maybe the Pussycat Dolls like Bubble Tea...she could be one of them and just never open her mouth to sing.
Michael Sarver: Okay, I like Michael. He just seems like a good guy. Did he work it out this week? No, but he's just so nice and the little ones at home...sigh. My snarky heart is overwhelmed even while my ears are slightly underwhelmed.
Anne Marie Boskovich: Oh, dear. No, no, no. Poor Carole King, her song just gets hammered over and over again. And the best part of this whole thing, was when she sat down in the red room after her performance and announced, "Wow, I just sat on the hard part!" I thought Seacrest's eyes were going to pop out of his head. You could see the dialog bubble just hovering over him, silently begging her to scoot his way just a little and check out his- oops! This is a family friendly show, right?
Stephen Fowler: Honestly, I don't think he should have been advanced to this round. He forgot the lyrics to every song he sang during Hollywood Week and had such a fit during his last performance that he got up and walked off stage. You just don't reward bad behavior like that. I was a little excited about the song choice until the first few measures, at which time I promptly tuned out. Next!
Tatiana Del Toro: Oh my, she is the most annoying contestant ever. And why was she so oddly composed tonight? I'm confused. I'm alarmed. I'm more alarmed that the judges kept saying how surprised they were that she didn't completely stink the place up...umm, you did put her through to this round, didn't you? Or did you....?
Danny Gokey: Have I mentioned that I may have a wee crush on Elvis Costello? I know, creepy, but Danny does remind me ever so slightly of my crush. I like this guy - liked him in auditions, like him singing Mimi's Hero, like his whole vibe...I'm going out on a limb here - I think he may go far in Season 8. Don't forget, I was a David Cook fan even before he got plugs and changed the part in his hair.


As always, your comments are welcomed and encouraged! Happy Idoling!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

The Greatest Show on Earth!

Oh my goodness! Did you tune in tonight to the greatest show on earth? Yes, that's right, I'm referring to the season premier of American Idol! It's the 21st century version of the circus and it is delightful in every way. Come one, come all! There's something for each of you!
Many of you have inquired about my American Idol Reviews for the upcoming season and I have to say, thank you - I'm so flattered that you are looking forward to reading my humble observations. This season, I will be publishing my reviews exclusively here on Domestic Glam so be sure to make yourself a 'reader' at the bottom of this page and tune in frequently. Once we reach the Top 12, reviews will be published weekly on the evening of the performances. Until that point, I will post a review whenever I can. So, tonight, Phoenix...ahhh, where to begin?
Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. Mr. Twan Nguyen with the massive afro and the tap shoes. May I just say, Wham's Careless Whisper has never been so poignant. Please, don't ever dance again my afro'd friend. Guilty feet have got no rhythm. Though it's easy to pretend, I know you're not a fool.
And on to the fully sleeved Cyndi Lauper wanna be who, quite frankly, gave me the chills when she sang. Rock on, Rainbow Brite. I'm excited to hear what you can do. Who else? The oil rig daddy with two little ones at home; the two adorable 16-year old girls who actually looked 16 and not 28; the strange young man who taught himself to sing like James Ingram in a mold-infested closet and should now spend a little more time singing in front of the mirror...unless he's going for the Bill the Cat-look; and, finally, the sight-impaired musical prodigy whose story and audition brought tears to my eyes. Didn't I tell you there was something for everyone on American Idol? Just wait, it's only going to get better.
Finally, one last observation on the glue that holds this circus of freaks together: the judges. I like the new judge, Kara DioGuardi. She seems balanced, and not inebriated in any way. You may have noticed that tonight our dear Ms. Paula also seemed coherent and alert. I'll let you in on a little secret: this may be one of my favorite parts of AI...watching the slow, yet steady decline of Paula into wackiness. There's something comforting about it, knowing that the crazy is out there, lurking, just waiting to show itself. Ahhhh...it's a freakshow, and I love it.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Welcome 2009!

Happy New Year, everyone! I sincerely hope that your holidays were magical and that the first 48 hours of 2009 have brought you peace and happiness. What can I say, Christmas here was a magical blur of decorating, gift exchanging, cuddles from my children, and a lot of snow. It was everything I hoped for and more. My children experienced their first White Christmas, as we received nearly two feet of snow over the course of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. As it turns out, I overhead my four-year old explaining to his younger brother that this is what God and Santa want to happen on Christmas Day, so really it was not that big of a deal. Ahh, youth! Once they get another five years or so of Pacific Northwest Christmases under their belts, I'll remind them of that innocent, hopeful observation.
I've been thinking a great deal about new beginnings and resolutions for the new year. I don't typically make a New Year's Resolution...something about a well-acknowledged willpower issue, hmm. Last year however, around February first, I announced to my closest girlfriends that I had, in fact, resolved to be more "fierce." As I reflect back on 2008, I wonder if, in fact, I honored that commitment to myself?
I think that by "fierce" I meant to take greater, unconditional enjoyment in my life and my experiences...to emerge from my mousy shadow - confident and comfortable with the woman that I've become; to share my thoughts and ideas with greater conviction - out loud, not just in my own mind; to be my own best advocate and my childrens' as well. Did I accomplish these things? I think I've made a good start. So, while I don't plan to officially make a New Year's Resolution, I will commit to keep moving forward in my commitment to myself. And a newly acquired pair of fabulous tiger print peep-toe heels, can only aid in my journey!

Archive 1.2.08 - Delicious Drink of the Week

*Archived Recipe*
Candy Cane Martini

A slight change from previous Delicious Dish of the Week recipes, this one is for a holiday martini. Fabulous, yet powerful...please enjoy very responsibly.


Step 1: Crush a few candy canes to fine powder consistency in your food processor. Pour crushed canes onto a plate. Lightly rub the entire rim of your most fabulous martini glass with simple syrup and then gently press into candy cane powder. Set glass aside.
Step 2:
In a cocktail shaker, combine 1 oz. vodka, 1/2 oz. white creme de cocoa, and 1/4 oz. Rumplemintz. Add ice and shake vigorously.
Step 3: Pour delicious libation into already prepared martini glass and make a toast to your friends and loved ones for a glorious holiday season. Enjoy slowly, this one's powerful.
Happy Holidays!