Who's Gone: Casey "Cougar Bait" James. Don't perform surprised. You knew it would cycle out this way. Who Should Be Gone: O.K., so Casey is a soaring red-eye of dishwater with bare yet hypnotic down eyes from Cool, Texas -- yeah, the delineate isn't annoying enough with its 10-gallon hats and lubricator barons, it has to have a metropolis called "Cool" too -- and he made mothers of America seep when he visited Texas Health Harris Methodist Hospital to show doctors and nurses there for compensating his bounce after a gross motorcycle accident.
And it's correct that the Diva barked a harsh, unforgiving break when a gray-haired junkie held up her shivering pretty dachshund during Casey's homecoming montage and crowed that the inherited son had just signed its rump. None of that changes the fait accompli that as a performer, the fellow produces about as much torridity as a Lake Erie carp. He has a fair to middling garage platoon turn but can't hold the guitar strings of the more skillful, more ardent Crystal Bowersox and Lee DeWyze.
Idol Thoughts: The Diva felt a itsy-bitsy uncomfortable watching an undercooked Justin Bieber croon swain songs on the "Idol" stage. Isn't there some categorize of curfew disregard concerned here? How 'bout progeny labor laws?
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