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I have never seen an episode of
American
Idol, which will
either give me tremendous credibility as a music reviewer or
demonstrate that I in fact deserve none at all. My own opinion of the
show, which derives largely from what I read on blogs and see in the
carefully selected clips that appear on
The
Soup, which I do
watch regularly, is therefore as uninformed as it is heartfelt. I'm
not into reality TV, whether because it reflects reality too well or
not at all I'll lead you to decide. Suffice it to say that I don't
enjoy embarrassment, whether mine own or somebody else's. It's like
fingernails on the blackboard of my soul.
I mention all this to explain why I've never before reviewed anything
by an Idol contestant, at least not knowingly. I'm coming at
this second release by Chris Daughtry (actually by a band called
Daughtry fronted by Daughtry) knowing nothing more than what
I learned from the review on the iTunes Store: that he's humorless,
takes himself way too seriously and approaches every song in pretty
much the same all-out style. Come to think of it, that's a pretty
good description of me.
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