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‘Respect’ is one of those songs that unless you know you’re going to slay you shouldn’t approach. This was effectively the advice given by Whitney and ignored by Rikki and Cheryl. It simply ended up highlighting his weaknesses; in the moments Aretha roars, he merely meowed. My only thought throughout was Kelly Clarkson’s cover of the same song (which you should all totally Youtube) I found while looking through American Idol 2002 video archives. And come on, Rikki’s no Kelly Clarkson.
Poor Lloyd was, for a second week running, stuck with a poorly-selected song containing notes he could only dream of reaching. You had to feel bad for the guy when not even his own mentor could drag out a single compliment and was brought to tears by how bad her judgement had been. To be fair, the first half of ‘Bleeding Love’ wasn’t too shabby. I’d even go so far as to say it had more emotion and connection than the original.
Simon’s lads all avoided the obvious choice, to varying degrees of success. Olly Murs, who I always thought was the weakest of his group, ended up being my favourite of the night with his take of Tina Turner’s ‘A Fool In Love’. The performance had so much energy and charm it had me itching to get up and boogie (though I remained shimmying on my sofa).
Jamie Afro, though I love him, left me confused after singing Christina’s ‘Hurt’. It kinda worked when the whole rock-ballad backing kicked in, and even the missed notes were endearing rather than off-putting, but... something just wasn’t quite right. It was a totally incongruous match, a bit like when you try to force two puzzle pieces together. You can bend them and adjust them as much as you want, but they still won’t fit.
Danyl Johnson on the other hand... dude didn’t need to try so hard. Singing an unknown cheesefest of a song from the “New!Whitney!Album!” seemed desperate and just made the odds-on favourite sound nasal.
As for the girls, Lucie Jones deserves credit for going up-tempo for the first time, but was rough in some places. Stacey Solomon was a little lacklustre, but I’ll give the girl props for vocal consistency. As for Rachel, I need to take a moment to march out her pity parade, since she crumbled being placed in the bottom 2 a second time. What this girl needs is a *moment* - y’know, that heart-stopping performance that leaves people reeling? Even then though, I’m a little unsure of whether she can stimulate any kind of fanbase.
I’ll end with the groups, who seem to be flying in different directions. While Miss Frank appears to be losing steam fast, John & Edward, if anything, are gaining it. They’ve scrapped their arrogance and replaced it with having a laugh for as long as the public lets them. And that’s sort of... well, likeable. Yep, I said it. The truth is if they were taking the place of someone vastly more deserving than them, I would probably hate them. But frankly, they were far more entertaining and memorable than anything Rikki or Kandy Rain delivered. They won’t win, but I challenge you to keep a straight face watching the ‘acting interlude’ from their last performance: “Edward, before you go, I wanna give you something...”
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