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Blake Lewis Must Be Stopped ... PLUS: Melinda On Trial

I'm not sure that Barry Gibb did much for AI's slightly sagging ratings. He seemed perfectly nice, though not terribly animated. He also had a peculiar speech impediment, as if there was too much spittle building up in the sides of his mouth, and he was locking his jaw in an effort to control it. ("This" turned into "Thish"; "Sparks" turned into "Shparks") One explanation could be corroded saliva ducts. I went to college with an heiress with the same malady.

The wisdom of the judges was dispensed surprisingly equally - ie, it's usually Simon who makes most of the meaningful comments. Not this time.

Randy nailed it when he told Beat Box Blake that his "You Should Be Dancing" sounded like he was in a "discoteque in a foreign country." Brilliant - and it sums up Blake completely.



I once spent a night in a disco in Jakarta, Indonesia. (I was touring in a production of the musical "Grease.") Tanamore was the name of this fleshpot. Dark and mysterious, the room was crisscrossed with catwalks, across which tiny-footed hustlers and hookers minced - indentured sex slaves kept on short leashes by their menacing pimp. (Think Oddjob, the thug from Goldfinger.) Paunchy European ex-pats prowled, skulked around, brandishing mai tais, their pockets bulging with rupiah to pay for their fun. The Abba music blared, more cover for the unholy purchases being consummated. Even the smoke emanating from machines seemed diabolical, insidiously curling around every pole and cage grating.

The whole place pulsated with a sick energy. All you could see were the big blinking eyes of the underage Asian sex workers. All you could feel were the cold sweaty gropes of aging Europeans. The place was sheer evil ... and perfect for Blake.

I've never trusted Blake. From the beginning his beat boxing seemed like a cheap ploy, the Morrissey sound second-rate mod, the "seductive" grin on his face barely rising to the level of bad porn. Then came his interview with People magazine where he complained about being "sexually frustrated" and where he said with a sleazy wink, "A tour could be fun" - a transparent call for tweenaged groupies.

Seeing Blake last night in his Nehru jacket, I saw an aspiring Kurtz-like cult leader. He doesn't want to be an American Idol. He'd be much happier as the Idol of his own jungle kingdom (Laos?), ruling over an army of the young and defenseless, far beyond the reach of American law and values. Sound the Amber Alert now. Blake's on the loose.

(Oh, and might I add that "This is Where I Came In," his second selection, is not only a crappy song. It's got the clunkiest title ever.)

The second spot-on comment came from Paula - and it bordered on revelatory. It came after Melinda's "How Can You Mend A Broken Heart?" Paula indicated that something was missing; that we know that Melinda has great technique; that Melinda needs to show us her soul. The camera cut to Melinda, expecting a response. The moment of truth had arrived. Melinda knew what Paula was trying to say. Would she admit this - and respond? Or would she play dumb?

Of course she played dumb. Melinda has always been extremely careful - which, by the way, will be her downfall. (Idol rewards risk-takers in the end. Think Fantasia singing Gershwin for her finale.) This is a woman who only moments earlier had amended the lyrics of her song to delete the word "losers," for fear that it might rub off on her.

In any case, Simon offered her a reprieve at this suspenseful moment by dismissing Paula's comment. But Paula's question was heard.

Put another way: When Melinda performs, can you imagine her having sex? (Not actually while she's singing. That would be untenable and pretty selfish, unless, I suppose, it was a duet.) Right now Melinda sounds like she's auditioning to sing the jingle for a toothpaste. Or I could see her singing about Polident. (They never did replace Martha Raye.)

The final great comment came from Simon and it was about, I'm sorry to report, Jordin. Jordin still has not returned to her "You'll Never Walk Alone" form, though her first song last night ("To Love Somebody") was strong. She looked stunning and appealingly retro in a Western style sundress, with jeans underneath, bathed in a K-tel orange glow. (I would love to hear her sing "Don't It Make My Brown Eyes Blue") But "Woman In Love" fell short. Simon was right that it was too old for her and that anchored at the microphone in her gown, she looked like a pageant contestant.

And yet...

She braved a Streisand classic. (Well, maybe not a classic.) Streisand is the shadow that looms over Idol at all times. Simon Cowell has said she's his favorite vocalist. And indeed no one since Streisand has been able to match her mastery of the love song, combining a sweet-as-honey sound with a passionate unbridled rip-your-heart out belt - though every Idol contestant, along with Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston and countless others, have tried. (It seems fitting that the 65 year old Streisand was in the news this week, selling out two London concerts in fewer than 20 minutes, with top ticket prices well over $1000.)

But only Jordin has had the chutzpah to mention her name, then go for it. She did not succeed. But she went down, as Phil Stacey would say, in a Blaze of Glory. And that might be enough to win.

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Mo Rocca appears on a bunch of shows, including CBS News Sunday Morning (with the indescribably wonderful Charles Osgood), The Tonight Show on NBC, and NPR's Wait Wait... Don't Tell Me! He's a sometime judge on Iron Chef and was featured on Telemundo's Amore Descarado. Last year he starred on Broadway in the 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee. His expose "All the President's Pets" was published by Crown in 2004.



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Mo Rocca appears on a bunch of shows, including CBS News Sunday Morning (with the indescribably wonderful Charles Osgood), The Tonight Show on NBC, and NPR's Wait Wait... Don't Tell Me! He's a sometime judge on Iron Chef and was featured on Telemundo's Amore Descarado. Last year he starred on Broadway in the 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee. His expose "All the President's Pets" was published by Crown in 2004.

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