We have finally reached the A.I. finale! Thank Jesus, because I cannot keep watching Ryan Seacrest prance and mince about. Anyway, last night Scooter Archuleta and David Cook went head to head in a three song finale blow-out. I thought the show was fairly underwhelming. The boxing metaphors were stupid and ridiculous. Can you see Scooter the Muppet standing in the boxing ring with gloves at the ready? I think not. I can see him getting stuffed in a locker....maybe it should have been the Bully v the Dork. Or maybe they could have just let them sing instead of wasting out time with the boxing crap.
So, I hate to say this, I mean I really hate to say this, but Scooter buried D.C. last night. Scoot picked better songs and laid down better vocals, no way around it.
Perhaps D.C. let his mind drift toward the day when he'll fill stadiums with adoring fans, making the smallish Nokia theatre not that big a deal and his performances, though good, not out of this world.
Scoot on the other hand was all about the win, even managing to hold back that yak tongue and leave behind his Members Only jacket (though not sure the anchor suit coat was an improvement). That kid sung his ass off. No wonder since if he doesn't win his dad will make him live in the attic then slowly poison him with arsenic-laced sweets. Or something scary like that.
No matter who wins they'll probably both find success and, more importantly, this thing will be over! Now we can all move on to "So You Think You Can Dance"!