LIVE IDOL! You're the Inspiration
This week is all about inspiration on American Idol. Tonight, the final 8 contestants sing songs of inspiration. That begins at 8 p.m. You just know David Archuleta is busting out the Josh Groban.
Wednesday is the second annual "Idol Gives Back" celeb-stuffed benefit show. That starts at 7:30 p.m. and runs until (gasp!) 10 p.m. Sometime during the show, Teri Hatcher will caterwaul, hopefully not a Josh Groban song.
And Thursday is the inspirational vote-off show. That starts at 8.
Who are my two greatest inspirations, you ask? That's easy. Zamfir, Master of the Pan Flute, and the lovely and talented Sharon Fink, the St. Pete Times' Mistress of Pop Culture.
I'll be at the Tampa Bay Rays home opener tonight, so Sharon will be handling Idol duties, including a withering show recap. I'll be back Wednesday to entertain and delight. Go Sharon!
The Pop Life Idol Chat & Oxygen Bar will be OPEN FOR BUSINESS for all 137 hours of televised Idol this week. So pace yourselves and drink plenty of fluids!


Sean Daly is the pop music critic for the St. Petersburg Times. His CD collection -- from Journey to Dylan, Prince to U2, Public Enemy to Stan Getz -- is much bigger and better than yours.
SD,
That's odd, I always figured you to be a disciple of "Zam-Spears, Master of the Pan Pizza".
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 03:38 PM
Zam-Spears! That's pretty good. I can just see him, eyes closed, wind in his Chet hair, blowing harmoniously on a thick slice of pepperoni.
Kinda makes me miss the ol' lug.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 08, 2008 at 03:56 PM
I have to go look at houses tonight, but hopefully I'll be home in time for the snarkfest.
Posted by: Bassnote | April 08, 2008 at 04:43 PM
First installment of song spoilers... as usual, please partake of the grains of salt I'm passing around.
*Syesha -- "I Believe" by Fantasia
*David Cook -- "Innocent" by Our Lady Peace
*Carly -- "The Show Must Go On" by Queen
*Brooke -- "You've Got a Friend" by James Taylor
*Jason -- "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" by Judy Garland (although I understand it's Israel Kamakawiwo'ole's version)
*Michael -- "Dream On" by Aerosmith
*Kristy -- "Anyway" by Martina McBride
*David Archuleta -- "Angels" by Robbie Williams
Posted by: jane | April 08, 2008 at 05:52 PM
The ole lug is here in Vegas still, where I'll be tortured by going to an impersonator show tonight at the Imperial Palace.
God help me, there's not enough alcohol in the city for nights like tonight.
Posted by: Spears | April 08, 2008 at 07:21 PM
BTW, for the record, I had three 190 Octanes yesterday -- the last two with extra shots of grain. And still, I was unfazed. Like an African elephant shot by a small pistol, it takes stronger ammo to bag this big-game animal.
Posted by: Spears | April 08, 2008 at 07:23 PM
News flash, Zam-Spears...
The first thing to go after a couple of shots of grain is the ability to tell if you're unfazed. Like an elephant shot by a small tranquilizer pistol, the big game can't tell if it's in the bag.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 07:44 PM
Trust me, I could have piloted a jet through Cuban airspace at the time. But after paying $10 for a Jack and soda, I was suddenly teleported into a very nice place.
Posted by: Spears | April 08, 2008 at 08:00 PM
Great googly moogly, inspiration.
I used to be an inspirational speaker until I had to live in the van down by the river.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:00 PM
Ah, let the inspiration begin.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:01 PM
Is roo pissed that Carly stole his Queen song?
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:02 PM
Man, Roo has the tough spot tonight. Drat!
And what's with the ascots lately?
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:03 PM
MJ's gone from an ascot to... well, I don't know what to call that golden retriever bandana thing.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:03 PM
He's sucking up to the resident Brit.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:04 PM
Oh Roo, I do dream. Dream a little dream of you..
Dayummmmm scream it baby, say my name, say my name!
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:04 PM
Who told Randy that Pandora beads are manly?
And as far as pitch problems, Dream On is a pitch problem.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:05 PM
Sinbad! Holy washed up comedian, Batman!
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:06 PM
Does Paula have a little nasty Roo dream? Ris is going to throw down.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:06 PM
His whole outift looks like it came form the Danny Noriega Collection at Hairdresser's Wearhouse.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:06 PM
Did Ryan just call Simon's moobs chihuahuas?
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:07 PM
Paula's b*oo*bs are highly pitched ... up on her collar bone.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:07 PM
Sparky, no doubt! First Sean is ready to wrestle me for Roo. Now I have to contend with Paula and her tote bag of narcotics.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:09 PM
Yes they are Ris and they are mahvalous.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:09 PM
I got Syesha, but then I got some cream from my doctor...
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:12 PM
Why would you do an Idol song on Idol?
Maybe KLC can do a Kelli Pickler song.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:12 PM
I like the way Syesha is singing it better than Fantasia.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:13 PM
Jeff didn't it clear up or did it turn into Mulaby?
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:13 PM
She just cracked my TV.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:14 PM
Dig it! She hit the money note. My margarita glass exploded, but she hit it.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:14 PM
That's not going to be enough to keep her off of the stools of doom.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:15 PM
What is with Somewhere Over the Rainbow?
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:17 PM
He's REALLY Kmart Jack Johnson with this number. Where's Steve when I need him to help me come up with island names.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:17 PM
Well at least she'll have company. My God make K-mart Don Ho stop!
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:18 PM
I do like this version. I have it on my lazy Saturday playlist.
and doesn't he look ginormous with the ukelele in front of him?
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:19 PM
I actually met Brudda Iz when I lived in Hawaii. He was a friend of a friend. It was before he went solo, but his group, the Makaha Sons of Niihau were amazing.
At the time he probably weighed about 500 pounds, but I hear he got to over 700 before he died.
Very sad story.
Almost as sad as what Dred-head is doing to his song.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:19 PM
bwahahaha are you guys seeing Meatloaf in this commercial for at&t wireless?
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:21 PM
That was Harriot in Cuba's favorite performer doing one of Harriot in Cuba's favorite songs.
She is very happy right now.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:22 PM
and I just realized there aren't any floridians. In fact, it's just us three. Jeez! Baseball is messing up Idol night!
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:22 PM
Hey there Harriot in Cuba. I liked it, too. Sorry, dudes. It be what it is.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:23 PM
She always looks pained, bobs her head erratically, and has already worn a tank top like that.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:26 PM
Ya know, she's boring as hell, but will make it in country music because they love that.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:27 PM
Quality, not quantity, Riss...
So KLC is determined not to be in the bottom 3? I'm determined not to be tired at the end of tomorrow morning's run, but we'll see how it works out for both of us.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:27 PM
Oh my God! I'm alone now. I wasn't here last week. So, now everybody isn't showing up to teach me a lesson, huh?
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:28 PM
Jeez I missed KLC. Glad I had to take my dog for a poop. Just about the same experience.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:29 PM
This Floridian is here - just reading and not playing (actually, I am multi-tasking with the kids). =)
Posted by: mrstreme | April 08, 2008 at 08:33 PM
Well, that's a lot of forehead.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:34 PM
You're not alone, Riss.
It's spring break so all four of the kiddos are watching with myself and Harriot.
It's like a Chuck-E-Cheese Idol Party!
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:34 PM
yeah! mrstreme! So glad you're here. I mean, I can understand if you and the family went to the baseball game.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:35 PM
Do they have a CHuck E Cheese or Pizza for that matter on Gitmo, Jeff?
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:36 PM
Ok, it wasn't bad until he cheezed it up with the palm writing.
By the way, I have that jacket in black lol
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:36 PM
That looks like a jacket form the dumpster behind Prince's house.
Very appropriate for The-Artist-Formerly-Known-As-Skullet.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:36 PM
The kids are on Spring Break this week, so bedtimes are coo-coo.
David Cook stunk it up.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 08, 2008 at 08:36 PM
And Randy is PMSing or his bio-rhythms are way off.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:36 PM
Do you think Alien is trying to pull a Daughtry so he can get his album out quicker.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:38 PM
Not only do we have Pizza Hut, but today at noon we cut the ribbon on the first (and only) Taco Bell in Cuba.
Two-plus year ordeal to make it happen, so I was glad it was over.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:38 PM
I love this song but I hope she ramps it up.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:39 PM
I'm left feeling ... err uhm, well, uninspired. Roo woulda killed this song in a good way.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:40 PM
I'm getting tired of looking at Carly's tramp stamps every week.
Doesn't she own anything with sleeves?
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:40 PM
Taco Bell in Cuba? Why don't you just order out to Uncle Raul's Tacoland.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:40 PM
Carly stunk it up.
I am not moved by any of these performances tonight.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 08, 2008 at 08:41 PM
Very few people can cover Queen. She just proved I'm right.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:41 PM
Is Simon looking over his shoulder so Carly's husband Mike Tyson doesn't slap him around.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:42 PM
Jeff! I was thinking the same thing. I'm sick of that fugly stain. I keep thinking it's a bruise.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:42 PM
Ris, well they moved my dog.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:43 PM
Lil' Davey's not gonna stunk it up. However, it will be covered with extra cheese and able to be sold at Cuba's finest Chuck E. Cheese.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:43 PM
By the way I'm a little more than miffed at Mr.Daly skippin' out on his own blog this evening. I don't care if it's the Queen herself coming to his house for Funyun Casserole. He scolded me last week for not being here. Shame on you, Sean Daly. S H A M E!
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:45 PM
Sad part is he is sitting watching baseball in Florida in a dome. Baseball in Florida should be played outdoors.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:46 PM
Believe me, I'd love to be able to get food from the other side of the fence.
Our Cuban food here isn't nearly as good as I used to get in Miami. But we have a great Jamaican Jerk House a block down the street, right next to the Starbucks and ice cream parlor.
It's rough out here on the front lines!
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:47 PM
Here we go again Up with People.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:48 PM
I think Archuleta is (now) always trying to prove that he's picking his own songs, not Daddy Dearest. I hope he hid the wire hangers.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 08, 2008 at 08:48 PM
If he had a candelabra, he could be Liber-Chachi.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:49 PM
I think it should be noted that the kids haven't had a lot of practice time due to having to pre-tape a lot of segments for the show tomorrow night. Which could be reason for the less than lustrous performances by the front runners on this night of ::cough:: inspiration.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:49 PM
hehe Jeff.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:50 PM
Jeff do you find it kind of ironic that the Iron Curtain fell and we have diplomatic and economic relations with the Chicoms but we stick it to Fidel.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:51 PM
Ah, Brooke is pimpin' it with one of my most favorite song writers. Well, played Madame of the Shoeless People.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:51 PM
Speaking of Chachi has anyone been watching Celebrity Fit Club Boot Camp. Looks like Joanie loves Ernest & Julio Gallo long time.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:53 PM
Oh man! Joanie is seriously disturbed lol That show is a trip. Who is the diva-wannabe that keeps losing her cool?
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:55 PM
I LOVE "Tapestry." I sang this song in a trio in high school.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:56 PM
Here'a all you need to know about the US position on Cuba.
Everyone knows you can't be elected President without winning Florida, and you can't win Florida without the Cuban vote.
So 50,000 Cuban-Americans get to pick the President. And that's why they get what they want in the way of foreign policy.
That's the democracy I've sworn to protect.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 08:56 PM
why on God's green Earth did she ditch the piano? That would have solidified the whole Carole King thing. Idiot. Maybe they insisted she had to put onher shoes. And, since she can't play with out them, she had to go on without the baby grand.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:57 PM
That is Tocara. She was on America's next top model. I was laughing when Screech said he is smarter than his foes yet he doesn't know that judaism isn't a race but a religion.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:57 PM
And there are better, more inspirational songs by Miss King than this one. Just sayin'
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:57 PM
All right, it has to be said. The feigned humility from these people is driving me freakin' NUTS! Ugh! Learn a new facial expression, you, you, you, grrrrrrr
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 08:59 PM
That was pleasant.
Well Jeff thanks for protecting our democracy it is greatly appreciated.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 08:59 PM
Harriot in Cuba points out that Brooke needed to make a more contemporary choice if she wanted to shed her barefoot, hippy-dippy vibe and make a serious run at the title.
Insightful as usual.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 09:00 PM
Ooh, Michael Johns' butt. Nice. He's like a shiny object to my ADHD side.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 09:00 PM
That Harriot is one tuned in chica.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 09:01 PM
Hey, at least it was only an hour and I don't have to keep typing to make up for all the othe rpeople who failed to shop up lol MR SEAN DALY OF FEATHER SOUND. lol
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 09:02 PM
I'm really not upset. I just like to have a dramatic exit.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 09:05 PM
Type at ya folks later.
Peace out!
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 09:05 PM
I'm not sure if I can do 150 minutes of snarking tomorrow night, but the prospect of taking shots at a charity show is so tastelessly snark-tastic that I'm willing to try.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 08, 2008 at 09:07 PM
I'm going to put my best foot forward for tomorrow. Carrie Underwear is in my crosshairs. Blech!
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 09:08 PM
Is MAriah the Human Train Wreck Carey on tomorrow? If so I am so going to warm up the snarks.
Posted by: sparky | April 08, 2008 at 09:09 PM
Yes, I believe she'll be around according to Ryan and Randy making claims they (individually) talked her into participating. She's so full of her 'in heat dolphin' sounding self.
Posted by: Marissa | April 08, 2008 at 09:11 PM
Well I was on DVR-delay so I am only now checking in to Snarks R Us. And an extra box of crackerjack please, to whoever said Fla. baseball should be outdoors!!
MJ -- Best cover band frontman out there. But why the noose?
Sigh-yeeesh-a -- better than I expected but still annoying. SHoulda quit on the money note.
Travolta-with-Dreads -- He's no Kat McPhee. That's all I'm sayin'.
KLC -- Heresy, I know, but I liked her. Cringed at the line about if we all forget what she sang tomorrow. Hopefully she won't be singing that on results night...
David Cook -- Didn't really get him tonight, but: It's not you, it's me. Really, it's me. And the stylists are starting to get the hang of his hair!
Carly -- I thought she was going to eat me up and spit me out. And not in a good way.
David Archuleta -- Pass the kleenex I am crying from boredom. C-Span would be more interesting than this.
Brooke -- shoulda stuck with the JT version, she's much better at light-n-breezy. Cute shoes.
Posted by: Kate | April 08, 2008 at 09:50 PM