Posted by
Scott Keys on Thursday, May 17, 2007 8:30:04 PM
I'm pretty sure I don't have what it takes to be the resident poet at a
university. Here's a "poem" from
Nikki Giovanni, Virginia Tech's
resident rhymestress who read another of her
masterpieces at the memorial service for the murdered students a few weeks ago. Pithy, cutting edge stuff, no pun intended.
In a travesty of giant proportion,
Melinda Doolittle was voted off of
American Idol last night. She was not only EASILY - I repeat - EASILY the best of this year but maybe the best singer ever to have been on the show, period. That the
Idol electorate chose the pedestrian vocalizing of Jordin Sparks and whatever-that-other-talentless-guy's name is evidence that the death of music education in this country has lead to a complete inability of people (mostly 50 and under) to recognize the difference between utter drek and the irrefutable mastery of great art exemplified on a weekly basis by Miss Doolittle for the last 4 months. Every style she sang was on the button: jazz, R & B, rock, pop, a master class in 20th century popular song. Who cares who wins now? I predict we'll still be listening to her in 20 years, long after the all the other
Idols have slipped into deserved obscurity. And that goes triple for whoever is this year's winner.