Well, blow me down and knock me over with a feather!!!! I'm getting to be an American Idol fan.
For nine seasons I could not figure out what all the hoopla was about so I watched something else. But last year I kept hearing everyone talk about Scotty McCreary. People in the grocery store, at my beauty shop... and so I finally tuned in to see what all the talk was about.... and immediately got hooked. Young Scotty has such an amazing voice and I was thrilled he won. Now, to get me one of his CDs.
Now, I am old enough to not like a lot of the more 'up to date' singing/screeching. You younger ones will just have to overlook this grandma but I remember when singing was melody, words you could understand and songs that meant something. It was soothing, sentimental, loving, cuddling in the back seat sort of songs. Oh well, back to American Idol.....
So, I tuned in for season 11 back whenever it was it started. Right off the bat I named Phillip Phillips as who I'd like to see win the whole shebang. He's a southern boy, like Scotty is. Every week Phillip'd still be standing when someone went home. Tonight it was down to two... Phillip and Jessica Sanchez. I was sitting there, fingers crossed saying 'come on, Phillip'. And, lo and behold, he won. Way to go Phillip!!