Archive for February 4th, 2007

Katharine reveals her biggest musical influence.

Who’s the biggest influence on Katharine McPhee’s musical sensibility right now?

These days, I’d have to say Fergie. She’s so fun.

And also awful, and “an atrocious songwriter and barely a woman,” according to College Humor. Here are some sample lyrics:

I’m Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just working on my fitness
He’s my witness (oooh wee)
I put yo’ boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

WOW. Quite a pick there, Kat.

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Got soul?

According to the New York Times, everything soul is new again:

Many of the contemporary pop and R&B acts among this year’s Grammy nominees — including John Legend, Gnarls Barkley and Corinne Bailey Rae — are also drinking from the wellspring of classic soul music. Some, like the British revivalists James Hunter and Joss Stone, are updating the styles of their forebears. Others, like Beyoncé and Mary J. Blige, work more in a neo-soul vein, employing studio musicians and samples of older recordings to create a new hybrid. Of course the myriad tributes to the Godfather of Soul, James Brown, who died on Christmas, have also put soul on the radar. And the performances of recent “American Idol” standouts like Taylor Hicks, Ruben Studdard and Fantasia further illustrate the reach of the music.

Does EW’s Henry Goldblatt (he of Taylor-hating fame) think Katharine McPhee has soul? Uhh, no.

Great voice — better than it sounded on American Idol — but wow, McPhee is working with some poor material. There’s the painful rapping on ”Open Toes,” which also has the dubious distinction of adding to the catalog of Idol Odes to Random Footwear (see Kellie Pickler’s ”Red High Heels”); the single ”Over It,” which sounds like a JoJo leftover; and some midtempo ballads that Mariah would’ve deemed too banal in 1991. Only on the Babyface-penned ”Everywhere I Go” does a snapshot of an intriguing Toni Braxton-esque pop star develop. (Grade: C+)

Every time I see “Henry Goldblatt,” I think “Harry Goldenblatt.” Evan Handler is sex-ay. Henry Goldblatt, on the other hand, thought “Dream Myself Awake” was the best song on Taylor Hicks’ album. NOT sex-ay.


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What the kids are sayin’



"I hate them all. The judges, TPTB, the blatant manipulation, the songs, the contestants, everything. I'm a die-hard Cook fan, but for the love of god, at least try to look like you're enjoying yourself up there! Please? Syesha was awesome but she ruined it by being completely shameless and disgusting. Yes, being on American Idol is exactly like the civil rights movement, except for the part where you're fighting to make the world a better place."



"All I can say after the disgusting display tonight of favoritism towards the mediocrity that is David A. - good luck trying to market and make money off of that kid, American Idol. (Not to mention good luck dealing with his father.) All the teeny boppers may buy up his American Idol coronation single, but they will quickly forget about him before the album comes out. And I shudder to think of a David A. album - song after song of unrelenting sameness and heavy breathing. Why they are pimping him for the win is beyond me."



"This show was simply a hot buttered mess tonight. And Jason "needs to be arrested for what he did to I Shot the Sheriff. But I hope he stays. He amuses me. "