I can still hardly believe the position I am in right now. If you told me I'd be in this odd place in life almost halfway into this year, I wouldn't believe you. It's kinda hard to explain, and perhaps even presumptuous of me, but that is exactly the state of mind when I was thinking about NS just weeks before it began. Here's how it's like in my head (allow me this little indulgence; I rarely like to repeat tropes on my blog, so this will, hopefully, be the last one, just to clear my head) :
(continued 19th21st may 2009; apt, I've been where I'm at for precisely 3 months now)
So I've delayed this for some time now, and AMI just ended, so allow me to postpone the above post till another day when I'm in a more suitable state of mind.
America was just cheated of a brilliant singer and performer, one who deserved the title from the first time he sang Bohemian Rhapsody during the audition (I TOLD you he reminds me of Mig Ayesa!). However, the AMI is without a shadow of a doubt the only winner (and dare I say, contestant?) so far that actually has the physical appearance for celebrity-dom - you can't say that his voice makes up for even the slightest lack of looks. (Update 23May'09: If you listen to their studio recordings of the winner's single, you'll discern the difference in the way they pronounce the word "boundaries"; adam sings "BOUN-DREYES", kris sings "BOUN-DREES".) The largest takeaway from the finale show was, for me, Jason Mraz. He can SING. And quite incredibly at that. I'm Yours was meant to be a laid back track, but he used it to show his chops when, very rarely, do guest performers sing better than the contestants.