Well, no more American Idol. I must admit I’ll miss it. It
was my guilty pleasure, though we certainly had an on-again off-again
relationship, AI and I. There were whole years when I didn’t watch at all. But
who can forget Sanjiah, or the first time I ever heard Jennifer Hudson’s magnificent
voice? I always came back like some demented homing pigeon, and I must say, for
the most part I was never disappointed. It’s thrilling to watch a new talent,
someone nobody has seen before, somebody who is obviously going to be a big
star.I watched the finale last week and actually teared up a couple of times,
and I bet I’m not the only one. They really went all-out, pushing nostalgia
while they reminded us again and again that we would meet the last American
Idol by the end of the two-hour extravaganza. Former contestants returned to
help end it all: Fantasia, Taylor Hicks and the afore mentioned Jennifer
Hudson, to name a few. All the old judges were there, including Simon The
Terrible and even Paula Abdul. Did anyone else notice the look
J-Lo shot Paul A. when they all came out together? Ellen was
conspicuous by her absence, I thought. Wonder where she was? See? I really got
involved.
There have been talent searches before, but
something about this one was different. Its contemporary rivals, X Factor,
America’s Got Talent and The Voice were all good, but all carbon copies of AI.
Years ago we had Ted Mack, where Frank Sinatra got his start, and then there
was Star Search, where Sam Harris’ career was launched. None was as good as
American Idol. As a rational human being, I realize the world will not come to
an end because a television show is over. As an American Idol fan, I’ll
probably still spend time in the shower rehearsing whatever I would have sung
if I could have tried out. At least for a while.
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