I'm not usually a fan of the reality shows - they tend to dumb-down an already dumb-downed America - but as someone who loves good music I am beginning to warm up to "American Idol." (I think it became official when Elliott Yamin sang "Song For You" last year.)
To be sure, I couldn't stand the early audition episodes (they're a lawsuit waiting to happens if, God forbid, someone offs themselves), but now that the show is in Hollywood and the contestants are trying to prove themselves, I'm sort of into it.
There are way too many no-talents in the mix this year, but stuck in between all the flat voices and mediocore lounge performances are a few gems, and in this first week of the real competition two stood out:
Blake Lewis' rendition of Keane's "Somewhere Only We Know" was the perfect song for him and he blew the other guys out of the water.
And last night Stephanie Edwards proved she might just win this thing when she belted out "How Come You Don’t Call Me Anymore."
