Swinging Johnson
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The topic was should Crystal Bowersox take Kara's advice and change it up?
Crystal Bowersox is not your typical American idol. She's an old soul in a competition that thrives on freshly scrubbed young faces whose appearance is almost as important as their singing prowess. Bowersox is a bluesy guitar playing songstress whose chosen venue would more likely be a smoky coffee house or a subway platform than the world stage she now dominates each and every night she sings on American Idol. At twenty four years old her gritty but impeccably pitched voice tells the tale of a woman twice her age with all the conviction of someone who has clearly paid her dues and then some. She's noticeably uncomfortable with the hugging and kisssing that takes place between the contestants after a performance or upon receiving the results of the nationwide vote from the affable Ryan Seacrest. It appears Bowersox reserves such displays of affection for people close to her out of the spotlight as opposed to her competitors who often do it because of the spotlight.
Bowersox is not glib, she's a bit disheveled when not attended to by the hair and make-up brigade of Idol, and she won't be asked to prance along the white sandy beaches of some exotic locale with the lithe young beauties of Victoria's Secret. That's not who she is and to ask her to be anything but the dreadlocked, Joplinesque earth mama who sings from her soul instead of performing for the crowd is at best disingenuous and at worst a sure fire way to get her ousted from the competition. American Idol judge Kara DioGuardi may have good intentions but her advice could be fatal when she suggests Bowersox should change it up. Tuesday evening, Crystal's voice was once again spot on as she seamlessly transitioned from her comfort zone of big bluesy folk to a soulful version of Gladys Knight's Midnight Train To Georgia. Her maroon mid length dress cinched by a black leather belt accentuated by spiked stilettos looked like something she might wear as a Halloween costume as opposed to an honest change of pace. Her wardrobe was as stilted as her piano playing. Bowersox played the piano as one might peck at a keyboard. All the words were spelled correctly but it wasn't pretty to watch. She was clearly focused on just getting through the instrumental opening. However, once she broke free of her piano, her true instrument took command. Despite her contrived appearance there was nothing but honesty in her voice when she made you believe the story of a broken man leaving his dreams and the urban jungle that is LA for the safety and security of his roots in Georgia. Crystal, make nice with the judges, smile on cue and let the others worry about wardrobe and song choice. All you have to do is stay true to your own roots and just kill it baby!
Crystal Bowersox is not your typical American idol. She's an old soul in a competition that thrives on freshly scrubbed young faces whose appearance is almost as important as their singing prowess. Bowersox is a bluesy guitar playing songstress whose chosen venue would more likely be a smoky coffee house or a subway platform than the world stage she now dominates each and every night she sings on American Idol. At twenty four years old her gritty but impeccably pitched voice tells the tale of a woman twice her age with all the conviction of someone who has clearly paid her dues and then some. She's noticeably uncomfortable with the hugging and kisssing that takes place between the contestants after a performance or upon receiving the results of the nationwide vote from the affable Ryan Seacrest. It appears Bowersox reserves such displays of affection for people close to her out of the spotlight as opposed to her competitors who often do it because of the spotlight.
Bowersox is not glib, she's a bit disheveled when not attended to by the hair and make-up brigade of Idol, and she won't be asked to prance along the white sandy beaches of some exotic locale with the lithe young beauties of Victoria's Secret. That's not who she is and to ask her to be anything but the dreadlocked, Joplinesque earth mama who sings from her soul instead of performing for the crowd is at best disingenuous and at worst a sure fire way to get her ousted from the competition. American Idol judge Kara DioGuardi may have good intentions but her advice could be fatal when she suggests Bowersox should change it up. Tuesday evening, Crystal's voice was once again spot on as she seamlessly transitioned from her comfort zone of big bluesy folk to a soulful version of Gladys Knight's Midnight Train To Georgia. Her maroon mid length dress cinched by a black leather belt accentuated by spiked stilettos looked like something she might wear as a Halloween costume as opposed to an honest change of pace. Her wardrobe was as stilted as her piano playing. Bowersox played the piano as one might peck at a keyboard. All the words were spelled correctly but it wasn't pretty to watch. She was clearly focused on just getting through the instrumental opening. However, once she broke free of her piano, her true instrument took command. Despite her contrived appearance there was nothing but honesty in her voice when she made you believe the story of a broken man leaving his dreams and the urban jungle that is LA for the safety and security of his roots in Georgia. Crystal, make nice with the judges, smile on cue and let the others worry about wardrobe and song choice. All you have to do is stay true to your own roots and just kill it baby!
