American Idol Top 12 - The Guys

I had American Idol - the top 12 guys - on tonight while I was plodding through my genetics homework (I hate busywork in medical school. Grrrr.) I didn't pay very close attention, but I thought I'd post the names of the contestants and the songs they sang in case someone is Googling "what did blah blah blah sing". I also recorded it, and will post a mpeg in the AI folder of each performance soon (provided all of them actually recorded.)

1. Rudy Cardenas - Free Ride (Edgar Winter Group)
2. Brandon Rogers - Rock With You (Michael Jackson)
3. Sundance Head - Nights in White Satin (Moody Blues)
4. Paul Kim and his Guilty Feet - Careless Whisper (aka - I'm Never Gonna Dance Again) by George Michael (or Wham!)
5. Chris Richardson - I Don't Wanna Be (by Gavin DeGraw)
6. Nick Pedro - Now & Forever (Richard Marx)
7. Blake Lewis - Somewhere Only We Know (Keane)
8. Sanjaya Malakar - Knocks Me Off My Feet (Stevie Wonder)
9. Chris Sligh - Typical (Mute Math) ? Not sure about that one. Correct me in the comments if I'm wrong.
10. Jared Cotter - Back At One (Brian McKnight)
11. A.J. Tabaldo - Never Too Much (Luther Vandross)
12. Phil Stacey - I Could Not Ask For More (Edwin McCain)

I do have a couple of comments, but no lengthy commentary, because everybody either ho-hummed me to death or put me to sleep. I think I might like Brandon Rogers, though, and possibly Phil Stacey (though he looks like Bat Boy) and Blake Lewis - but it could be because Blake Lewis sang a great song. I absolutely hate "Back At One", so Jared Cotter already has a strike against him. (Much like SarahK when someone sings a Stevie Wonder song.) I had to be aroused with a sternal rub after Nick Pedro sang me a lullaby. Sanjaya Malakar was snoozy as well - and he's like, half a person, y'all. I want to make him a cheesecake and some fettucini alfredo or something. Chris Richardson obviously DOES wanna be someone else, and that's Justin Timberlake, hence the mimicry attempt that ended up coming out nasally. He's so been practicing in front of the mirror for an embarrassingly long time. If he finds his own style, I may like him too.

I have no earthly idea who might be going home this week - there were many more than two that were completely forgettable. Sorry for the dry post, but I've had a relentless headache all day and it's about to beat me into submission. Goodnight, loyal readers.