Whoooooooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! This HARDLY EVER happens to me. David Cook, my favorite in American Idol, actually took the whole competition last night - by 12 million votes! Not only did I want him to win because I liked him, I had actually pulled his name out of a hat and therefore won a pool at Joss' work. (Ok, Joss physically did the pulling but he was my pick.) We went to a party at Hubbie's boss' house to watch the finale and I have to tell you I was flabberghasted when Seafoam said "...Cook". Hubbie and I just sort of stared at each other in disbelief - we had really convinced ourself that Simon had handed it to Archuletta on a plate the night before. (Something Mr. Cowell had to back-pedal on before the announcement -- that should have been a clue in itself.)
So, I eat my hat on my previous post, and gladly. Although I'm still not entirely convinced that he wanted to win the whole thing. I guess we'll never know.
Now I just pray, pray, pray that they don't have a bunch of Archuleta-type ballads lined-up for his first album. I would hate to see him re-packaged into a candy-pop, teen sensation. Hopefully he can do in rock/alternative what Carrie Underwood did in Country.
In tribute to America finally finding a true talent, I'm posting not his finale song (the pre-requisite song about "this moment") but his rendition of Billie Jean, the moment when everyone's eyes just opened-up and we all thought "Oh my God, there's actually a real star on the stage."