Gospel break

It's been a minute, but I'm getting back to blogging soon enough. I've been contemplating a lot of topics to cover here, and will do so in time. For now, please be satisfied with this clip from American Idol's Hollywood Week. This trio gives one of the most surprising and soulful performances I've seen on this show. This hot mess of a reality series has no business producing a moment this wonderful at this point in its run. But these three singers just roar and wail and do some wicked hairography. Idol rarely does gospel-soul right -- too many pale imitations of Whitney and Mariah -- but this is good fun.

:33 This is a practiced Beyonce pose. This girl has the right kind of stank to go far in this competition - I just hope it's not a robotic approximation of stank. But man, can this girl sing the shit out of a song.

:39 Oh, Deandre. His dreamy falsetto, his curly hair, his piercing blue eyes. I am in love.

:54 WHAT???!!!!

1:43 The control and accuracy of Candice's runs is really impressive. I love the clarity of her voice. And somehow, she did not make the 'top 42.' And so continues Idol's mishandling and misunderstanding of black women.

2:50 I whip my hair back and forth ....

Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. Back soon with real writing!