Miami Sound Machine tune plays in the background.
Ryan: Miami, tropical hotspot, beautiful beaches/people, set to the rhythm of the hot latin sound. 10,000 hopefuls made it even hotter.
Arena ... lining up to be admitted. Seats fill up.
Lots of folks predictably shriek I AM THE NEXT AMERICAN IDOL!
Simon/Randy appear lost, going up an escalator. But they ended up next to Paula so all is well.
They compliment* her dress.
Simon: Verrrry slutttty.
Shannon McGough, 18, a hamburger grinder from the metropolis of Okeechobee, FL!
Whoa! She won Okeechobee Idol! (Did she defeat the other 2 competitors?)
She can belch on command.
She "wouldn't be devastated by not working with bloody meat anymore."
In the audition room ...
Simon: You .. handle meat?
Randy's eyes get big.
Crybaby.
Too shrieky even for a Janis song, IMO, although she can definitely sing when she wants to.
It's just too far out in left field for me.
Too.Much.Drama.
SImon: I had a late night last night, and you made me feel worse. That was like the Hungarian Janis Joplin.
Paula: Goulash ...
She starts singing again.
SImon: I urge you not to do this; it sounds like you're eating when you sing.
Randy: You're trying to sound like her, like urr ... urr .. urr ...
Paula: Melody problems.
Shannon: I've never had somebody tell me I sang badly before!
Simon: That's why you needed to meet me.
Randy: You may be tone deaf, I dunno.
Shannon is SHOCKED.
Outside, she's crying and her parents have no idea why she wasn't hustled off to Hollywood.
Mom: I can't believe this! (Mom crying now ... ) SHe's a good singer. SHe's won everything!!
Ryan: Miami, tropical hotspot, beautiful beaches/people, set to the rhythm of the hot latin sound. 10,000 hopefuls made it even hotter.
Arena ... lining up to be admitted. Seats fill up.
Lots of folks predictably shriek I AM THE NEXT AMERICAN IDOL!
Simon/Randy appear lost, going up an escalator. But they ended up next to Paula so all is well.
They compliment* her dress.
Simon: Verrrry slutttty.
Shannon McGough, 18, a hamburger grinder from the metropolis of Okeechobee, FL!
Whoa! She won Okeechobee Idol! (Did she defeat the other 2 competitors?)
She can belch on command.
She "wouldn't be devastated by not working with bloody meat anymore."
In the audition room ...
Simon: You .. handle meat?
Randy's eyes get big.
Crybaby.
Too shrieky even for a Janis song, IMO, although she can definitely sing when she wants to.
It's just too far out in left field for me.
Too.Much.Drama.
SImon: I had a late night last night, and you made me feel worse. That was like the Hungarian Janis Joplin.
Paula: Goulash ...
She starts singing again.
SImon: I urge you not to do this; it sounds like you're eating when you sing.
Randy: You're trying to sound like her, like urr ... urr .. urr ...
Paula: Melody problems.
Shannon: I've never had somebody tell me I sang badly before!
Simon: That's why you needed to meet me.
Randy: You may be tone deaf, I dunno.
Shannon is SHOCKED.
Outside, she's crying and her parents have no idea why she wasn't hustled off to Hollywood.
Mom: I can't believe this! (Mom crying now ... ) SHe's a good singer. SHe's won everything!!
