While flipping through the channels a few weeks ago I came across American Idol.
I have to admit, I rolled my eyes and didn't think that I would stay on the channel for more than a few minutes. Then something really weird happened. This Ryan Seacrest fella started telling back stories on all of these wanna-be singers. They were heart-wrenching. People that were homeless...their parents were dead...parents were in jail...they had 5 kids and no baby daddy! The list went on and on. Each one of these underdog stories had me rooting for them and hoping that they could actually sing.
The cool thing about the auditions, is that you get to see a wide variety of talent. I felt for the people that could probably sing, but were so nervous in front of Paula, Randy, Simon and The New Girl, that they came out sounding more like a goat in heat (or what I imagine that to sound like).
A few times I laughed right along with the judges when someone thought they had talent, but were apparently tone deaf and didn't realize they sounded awful. It was weird to watch people huff away telling the cameras that the judges had made a mistake by not giving them a pass to Hollywood. Yeah right.
This past week the contestants have been at Hollywood and they have whittled the prospective singers down to 36.
I am hooked.
Although I can't watch Tuesday (Biggest Loser trumps American Idol), I will be tuning in on Wednesday nights to see if these average people can actually make their dreams come true.