you've been keeping up with the OTB column (and if not,
where the hell have you been?), then you know that I
pick a show on the air, say whether I like it or I don't
like it, and prattle on for about 500 words as to why I
like it or I don't.
week is no exception, except that the show in question
is already done. J.D. Fortune won the worldwide talent
search to front INXS. Recall back to a few months ago,
where I was bagging on American Idol for all I was
worth. I originally felt the same way about Rock Star,
and then I actually sat down and watched the Concert
Show. I figured out the problem. I'm not big on the
standards, pop singles and what-have-you. I dig guitar
riffs, thrashing drums and powerful vocals. Rock Star
IS my American Idol.
I'll address the whiners who complain about the format.
Guess what, kids, when YOU have a famous band and are
sans a lead singer, you can do whatever kind of talent
search you like to pick the lead singer. The planet got
to vote on the bottom three, and INXS cut the chaff from
the wheat. In the very end, they got to pick the
eventual winner. And that's really how it should be.
It's their band, after all.
mention should be paid to casting. Originally I
dismissed the lovely Brooke Burke as another babe in a
short skirt who couldn't host. I got the first part
right, but she proved herself capable onstage behind the
microphone. Would I cast her as host for "The
$1,064,000 Question"? No, but she's good enough for
me. Dave Navarro is also a worthwhile add: he lifts up
the contestants each week with good advice and helpful
pointers, but is also able to lay it out when it needs
there's one more point to address. INXS now has their
lead singer for as long as they want to keep them. So,
there's no real reason to have a sequel, the naysayers
say. I don't think so. Don't call it "Rock Star INXS,"
just call it "Rock Star: Season Two." Give the eventual
winner a recording contract with a house band, a
smallish tour and a cash prize. It's such a good show
that I don't want to see it off the air just yet.
missed out, shame on you. You missed something special,
in a time when many shows are becoming one and the
same. Maybe next time you'll be lucky and catch
something in those first few weeks and enjoy it all the
way through. I'm thankful I got that chance.
Eberle played piano for ten years, then gave up. If you
know someone in the Seattle area who gives cheap
lessons, email him at firstname.lastname@example.org.