Ever since season 2, I have watched American Idol.
For the life of me, I don’t think I’d be really able to tell you why I started watching it in the first place.
I’m not a big music fan, and I have never been able to stomach ‘talent’ competitions, like the Miss America Pageant, or Star Search, or their ilk.
But back in Season 2, I decided to tune in one night to see what all the hoopla was about. It was one of their first episodes of the season, back when it is still the ‘early’ phase of the show when they parade out an army of mutants and trolls for us all to laugh at. Headed by the caustic Simon Cowell’s biting remarks, I found it funny. Funny enough to tune in again, anyway. Then again. And again.
Cut to 8 years later and I am astounded that I have watched every episode since. I say ‘astounded’ because, over the years, the more I’ve watched the show, the more it aggravates me.
And now, with this new season, the inarguable BEST part of the show, Simon, has left, to be replaced by Jennifer Lopez (who everyone in the world says is the biggest bitch-like diva the universe has ever known), and Stephen Tyler (who, let’s be honest, on a GOOD day, is about as unintelligible as David Lee Roth and HIS ramblings).
And don’t even get me started on the fact that there is a 5 minute commercial break every 6 minutes or so, or the fact that the results show, which has ONLY 1 purpose (to tell us who is getting kicked off that week), now PAINFULLY stretches to ONE HOUR! Holy shit, by the end of that hour I just want to reach through my television and donkey punch Ryan Seacrest right in his balloon-knot!
So, given all this negativity, why in the world would I continue to watch it this season?
He absolutely LOVES watching it with me. Admittedly, I think the main reason he ‘likes’ it so much, is because on the days it’s on, I let him stay up after his bed-time to watch it.
But damn it all, he is just SO damn cute sitting next to me on the couch in his Spider-Man pajamas, as we watch ass-hat after ass-hat warble out a Jason Mraz tune. And as annoyingly frustrating as the show is, it is one of the few ‘family’ shows that we can sit down and watch together.
And it means SO damn much to him for us to watch it.