My summary of last night's Rock Star: INXS, simply put: Marty! Marty! Marty!
Acoustic, electric, I don't care, I just want Marty!
I will have to add that those were probably the best performances of INXS original songs I have heard throughout the entire competition. Well done, final four, well done.
Suzie, so sorry to see you go, but you were just not right for "our band. . . INXS"; don't fret as I have no doubt that Cynical will be purchasing one of your solo CDs very soon.
JD, I fear you for Marty's sake. You are fun to watch and a bit of a bad boy, that's what made INXS popular before and I wonder if Gary Gary and the crew aren't thinking the same thing.
Mig, you are so fun to watch. . . in a musical. Go to New York, young man, head East. (The little shirt rip was a nice effect, but not enough.)
Marty, my dear Marty, good for you on toning back the eyeliner. Lose the suspenders.
PS: Emily, he's mine, all mine. You are a married woman!
Thursday, September 15, 2005
You and I, Up in the Sky
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You have been deeply committed far longer than I...married, shmarried!
Are we gonna have to scrap?
SCRAP! SCRAP!
Think of the children, Emily. Think of the children.
I think I could take ya, so don't start the trash talk.
I can't wait for the show to be over so they can release the songs...I'm dying not hearing them on the radio. You should have seen me last night. I was singing and cheering and dancing all around. The Man has reaffirmed his stance that I'm insane.
Oh, me too. Me too. I can't wait to be able to listen to them at will.
I am so going to have to order the concert cd too.
I danced and sang and even did a Marty move or two! Don't worry, you are not alone.
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