pop culture, reviewed

Is Blake Lewis deliberately taunting me?  Is he deliberately trying to hurt my feelings and make my skin crawl?  If not, why would he sing songs from my favorite people two weeks in a row?  I mean, last week it was a Ryan Adams song, and how could he top that (or hit rock bottom, whichever you prefer)?  Well, there was only one way, and he did it this week… John Lennon. It’s bad enough when they sing Whitney or Mariah or Christina or Celine, because they are never as good, but at least with those you can roll your eyes and just mute the TV.  When they butcher your personal favorites, it’s much harder to ignore. 

 At least it wasn’t Sanjaya.  I would have become apoplectic.