Something went bump
Here we go: a visual indication of my dangerous environment.
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Here we go: a visual indication of my dangerous environment.
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For some, things end before they should. Unfortunately, disco hasn’t. The guest spots and song choices on Idol this week were painful to watch and hear. KC used to rock; now he shuffles. The bump is gone. This was also a big week for departures, with the cohort finally reduced to five. A handful, which means more than one song per week from the survivors. On the cut list, Lil and Anoop. No surprises there. From here on, the competition gets interesting, as there are only a month of idle surmising left for those of us who have nothing better to watch.
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Whether or not the next generation is aware, ours will teach them certain skills. Around the house, my ambition is to send the three sons off with the knowledge necessary to lead their own lives without needing recourse to a specialist for the simple things. Doing the dishes, running the vacuum, installing appliances (learning not at the knee of the master, but together, mentor and student in an amalgam).
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Fewer fingers needed each week, as the Idol decimation continues. For me, a chance to forget my growing stress, and the mute button serves as protection from the commercial interludes that more and more intrusive. At least we’ll soon get to hear more than one “less than two minutes to show your star quality” song; right now the comments are taking a lion’s share of airtime. Except for the final performance this evening, where Simon spoke for the team and even stood up and applauded. My “emo” mood wasn’t on for Adam, though.
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The girl with the hippy-hippy-shake-shake has gone home, and she doesn’t care. Neither does Simon, which shows that it’s still his show. Big dog won’t allow no disrespect in his junk yard. With all the other things going terribly wrong in the world, I’m glad that we still have American Idol to sneer over. Puts things in an odd perspective.
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If you are of a certain age, and only mildly deaf, then you can identify with strapping on your air guitar. You strike the pose, you strike the chord, you start up the vocal generator and begin your best ever performance of the power ballad. Are you with me? On stage? Good.
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Another one of those days where there are minor peaks on a graph of not much else going on. Let’s label the points, in no particular order, as the silly, the serious and the sweet. A week from now, only one will matter, but that’s the way things go.
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While my computer is busily installing a newer version of VMWare (where a machine pretends to be something it normally isn’t), it strikes me that this would be a good moment to catch up on American Idol. Where, as the pundits have it, talent tries to appear where normally it wouldn’t; in the middle of a glorified karaoke show. Harsh words for the most popular program on television right now. In passing, the analog to digital switchover began last evening, although we’re “safe” up here in the frozen north.
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There’s something intrinsically pleasant about applying textbook knowledge to real life. Despite the motivation of curriculum designers, the learner doesn’t always “get” the content of a lesson. No blame laid here; teachers and students are the warp and the weft of the cloth, each essential and neither able to sustain alone. But let’s cut to the chase on this one. Today I watched a video on YouTube that was simply cool.
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“The show can’t always last for two hours”, I said to myself, as I settled in for another round of Idol auditions. It should, because how else can you get a feeling for the musical sense of a city. Tonight we saw the highlights of the visit to Louisville. Too much time showing us the grandstand from a racetrack. Too little music, considering that 11,000 potential (a word that covers a very wide range) musicians are distilled into a Kentucky barrel of 19 gold ticket holders.
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