I'll Be Your Golden Calf
So, American Idol is getting its own spin-off, American Juniors. OK, precocious kids singing their hearts out to age-inappropriate songs is cute for a couple of minutes on Showtime at the Apollo, but a whole show? Most kids, even very talented ones, have a hard time staying on pitch. They belt. They belt a lot. It could be painful. But I want equal time. How about American Fogeys, for those of us over the 25 year limit set by AI? It could be for singers 26-36, you know, really crusty old folk. Simon could say things like, "Two words: Poli-Grip." Or, "Call your visiting nurse service and ask for a refund." I just wonder if the American public could stand to see such horribly ancient contestants, or if they would just switch back to the WB for that sweet, sweet youth they crave.
Thursday, May 22, 2003
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