Motown night. Gotta' love some good Smokey Robinson, right?
The judges were about as entertaining as the contestants last night. Between Simon doodling a crayon mustache on Paula, Kara forgetting how to count ("one of the best performances of the night" does NOT equal 6 words) and Simon dissing the great Smokey…they were a mess.
Bad news first. My Megan crashed and burned last night. It was really awful. Had it not been for Michael's bad performance, I'd be thinking she's out of there. As it is, though, I predict Michael to be packing his bags. Scott will likely also be on the bottom, though he deserves a pass after the stylists failed to tell him (he's blind) until minutes before going on stage that they had put him in flesh-pink pants (oh, and a hideous shirt/jacket combo).
Matt was fabulous. Kris was adorable. Anoop still bored me. Lil' missed her moment. Danny was great. Allison was outstanding! And Adam…
Well when Smokey Robinson himself gives you a standing ovation after you sing one of his songs, I'd say you hit a home run.
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