The Official Crimefile Review Of The American Idol Finale

We’ve established that I’m a middle aged, frustrated performer. Late in life I began acting and taking voice lessons. My voice lessons stalled because of a profound but temporary six-month hearing loss. Thankfully my hearing is returning to its normal crappy state. I guess it’s from spending too much time on the firing range. Soon I plan to be back on track with my talented voice coach, Sue Ann Pinner. Sue Ann has me morphing into a genuine lounge lizard. Perhaps I will be forced to put up a video on this blog in the near future. Soon I think you're going hear something big come from Pinner and Huebl.

Where was the inspiration for this stuff when I was a kid growing up in the Windy City? Who knows what could have been. Unfortunately I can’t turn the clock back and get another life to try again. I don’t really regret my career choices I just want to do everything!

So far, I’ve never watched a single episode of American Idol until tonight. I’d been bombarded with clips containing impressive offerings of the two finalists, Katharine McPhee and Taylor Hicks. I tuned in for this two hour, sans commercials, magic carpet ride.

The greatest songs of this show were hits well before the times of our young Idol contestants. I really enjoyed that showstopper medley, capped by the reunion of the great songwriter/singer team of Burt Bacharach and Dionne Warwick. Watching these talented kids with former Idol contestants was a real treat.

Where are the songwriters of today? I guess songwriting is a dying art in this day and age. I have not heard a new song I’ve wanted to spend money on in too many years.

One thing for sure these kids have gotten a giant, kick-starts for their careers. They will be entertaining us for years. For the well-paid producers, writers, judges and host of American Idol congratulations you’ve won my admiration and viewer ship.