Considering the near nervous breakdown I had over missing a previous American Idol episode due to Comcast drama, I suppose this somehow obligates me to comment on last night's American Idol Season 3 finale.
Unless you've been, say, blindfolded and held captive by Americans beneath an Iraqi prison, you know that Fantasia Barrino is the latest American Idol. Fantasia edged Diana DeGarmo by just over 1.3 million votes (with over 50 million total votes cast.)
To tell you the truth, I didn't even watch the final night of competition on Tuesday. And I only half-watched the two-hour Grammy-like production last night. I'm glad Fantasia won, and she fully deserved to win. No doubt about it.
It's just that watching this season's original cast of 12 showcase their individual voices in a 10-or-so-minute Broadway-style medley reminded me just how mediocre Diana DeGarmo's talent really is. There were at least three singers on stage who could sing circles around Diana. And they did - a friendly reminder of what puts the American in American Idol.
The proof in the pudding is that, at 9:59 p.m. last night, there were three people in the cast with record deals already... and not one of them was Diana DeGarmo.
Good luck, Fantasia!
In other news, I got another rejection slip yesterday. (They're really rolling in now!) This one was from the Indiana Review. I entered their 2004 Indiana Review Poetry Prize contest (which had a $15 entry fee), which subscribed me to their publication for a year. The final judge this year was Cornelius Eady. I normally limit myself to one entry-fee contest per year. This year I've entered two. The other is the Slapering Hol Press Chapbook competition with a first prize of $1000. Wish me luck!