This Kid Can't Lose
Tuesday, March 04, 2008 Filed in: Media
American Idol's 7th season is on. Young and pretty
and handsome and talented. Only one will become the
Idol. I know who it is.
It's 17 year-old David Archuletta, who is young and handsome and talented and pretty, all rolled into one smile. Over the past five seasons of Idol I've made my pick from the Top 12, and each pick has become either the Idol or, as in the case of Katherine McPhee, runner up.
This is David's year.
Not only does he have the smile of innocence that will win the vote of teenage girls from coast to coast and border to border, he's every mother's son. David isn't a rocker, not a crooner, not David Cassidy, not Elvis reincarnated. He's more than that.
David is an accomplished stylist who feels music, who takes pop standards and recreates them in the laboratory of his musical heart, then sings with the tender conviction of an old soul in a young man's body, the pain of blues and the living soul of a black man in the voice of an innocent child.
If American Idol held a giggling contest, David would win, hands down. He positively exudes shyness. What counts is not only how he sings, but what he sings, and how he sings.
The vocal and talent competition in season seven is the most intense we've seen and heard in the five years of watching Idol.
David Archuletta. American Idol 2008. This kid can't lose.
It's 17 year-old David Archuletta, who is young and handsome and talented and pretty, all rolled into one smile. Over the past five seasons of Idol I've made my pick from the Top 12, and each pick has become either the Idol or, as in the case of Katherine McPhee, runner up.
This is David's year.
Not only does he have the smile of innocence that will win the vote of teenage girls from coast to coast and border to border, he's every mother's son. David isn't a rocker, not a crooner, not David Cassidy, not Elvis reincarnated. He's more than that.
David is an accomplished stylist who feels music, who takes pop standards and recreates them in the laboratory of his musical heart, then sings with the tender conviction of an old soul in a young man's body, the pain of blues and the living soul of a black man in the voice of an innocent child.
If American Idol held a giggling contest, David would win, hands down. He positively exudes shyness. What counts is not only how he sings, but what he sings, and how he sings.
The vocal and talent competition in season seven is the most intense we've seen and heard in the five years of watching Idol.
David Archuletta. American Idol 2008. This kid can't lose.
