Okay, so I have been sitting this post for a day or two because I already did my American Idol blog mention with Yummy . (Whom I was pleased as tequila spiked punch to see one last time on the finale!) I didn't want to write any more 'cause I know some of you are not fans and are over the whole thing. But I have to. I feel bad. And I am already in deep shit with karma over the whole midget thing. So here goes...He won. David Cook actually won - and I am thrilled. He seriously kicks ass. But, rewind to the beginning of the season at my house... To say I hated him is a gross understatement. I despised him and I had no idea why. He came on screen and it was like a tiny, rabid weasel began having it's way with my spinal column. I literally had to leave the room. "I can't look at it!" I would scream to my friends and children when they asked why I was running out. I wanted, more than anything, for him to be two inches tall so I could smash him with a frying pan. He seemed arrogant, smug and then there was the hair. Oh God, the hair.
But, then the hair was cut. Fine. I had to admit he did look better. And that he really could sing - dammit. And then he sang "Billy Jean." I was floored and painfully had to admit that he was really amazing. And that I didn't want to smash him anymore. Then he sang "Eleanor Rigby" and "Little Sparrow" - not to mention the swoon inducing "The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" - and I was a totally converted David Cook fan. Not only was his singing drop dead amazing, but he suddenly seemed like a genuinely good person. It was like he stopped trying to be someone else and settled into himself - the kind of guy you want in your inner circle because he is so loyal and trustworthy and kind and protective and real and...
So, I started feeling bad. Really bad in fact. Then and then his Royal Yumminess left and I was no longer distracted. And then this week happened. Um, so when did David Cook get all sexy??? This is the question I asked my friend over and over. And then they showed a clip of the beginning of the season and I saw it. The hair. Oh my God, did I mention the hair? The weasel began it's frothy scamper from my tailbone up into my inner right ear and I was, again, overwhelmed with violent smashing urges.
David, please forgive me for wanting you erased from existence. Forgive me for screaming when you came on TV and forgive me for wanting to smash you like a tomato. I really, really, really like and respect you now. You will never, ever read this but, if by some strange turn of events you should - a word of advice...
Keep the haircut.
I am begging you.
4 comments:
Yeah, Cook was actually starting to look palatable at the end there. I'm all for the scruffy beard if he would just shape it a little, not let it grow down his throat, you know? Great smile, and yes "Billie Jean" was the turning point. But I have to disagree with you on the "yummy" guy. He looks like a dang girl. (crossed with the Disney Tarzan)
You're so funny! I get why women might not like Jason - even I made jokes about his hair smelling like ass at the beginning. Not because I didn't like it - long hair, dreaded or not, totally does it for me - but because if something is remotely mockable, I will mock it. Guaranteed. But I wuv him. He is soooo pretty!
What's wrong with Tarzan??? ;-)
Never watched, never will, but the clips I saw showed Mr. Cook as a nice, articulate man who can sing. And he's hot. That other kid in the final two from you know where? He can sing, but he's got some growin' up to do. Sorry your yumminess got eliminated.
I'm totally with you on the hair thing. I could have sworn it was a horrible comb-over until his new cut actually showed his respectable hairline. He still creeps me out, though.
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