Seattle rules, the rest of the country... not so much.
OMG, RYAN. O.M.G. Don't say bitch on national television.
Dude, Blake is not from Seattle, he's from Bothell. Way to represent, buddy.
So... Jordin wore one dress for the intro and changed for her first song? Also, what is up with the hair and clothes adjusting? Hey, maybe you should have just left that other dress on. Also, I do not like this song much. (OMG, look at those heels. That's insane.)
Randy. Randy, Randy, Randy, what are you wearing? *facepalm*
Oooh, when they come back, Blake sings Maroon 5! If he doesn't win, he could always just front a Maroon 5 cover band. (Shut up, I think I'm hilarious.)
She Will Be Loved! Wheee!
Dad: That's a good song. I've never heard it before. *facepalm* Clearly I need to burn the man some Maroon 5.
I predict that this is will be the song that will cause Jordin to win tomorrow. I mean, Blake, you're kind of adorable and all, and you cover Maroon 5 really nicely, but... damn.
Yeah, green shirt, gold and black vest and red lights. Looking good, American Idol. I don't know... it's like it's almost a good song. But not quite. It'd probably sound okay all souped up in a studio.
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG CHRIS!!!! ALL SMILEY!!!! [/sound only fangirls can hear]
Oh, Blake. You just got pwned. Way to kind of screw Blake with the final song choice, AI. Ha.