Fully two-fifths of the remaining competitors will be sent packing tonight, as we gear up for next week’s Finals.
For my money, you can go ahead and send the gents home. Apolo and Emmitt just aren’t getting it done.
Before we get going, though, Apolo is given the honor of the Spotlight Dance. I’m thinking Len and crew know (or hope?) that Apolo won’t be around next week, so they’re throwing him a bone. Otherwise, how do you explain not letting us all see either Kelly’s Rumba or Shawn’s Knight Rider Bhangra again?
First up in the Red Light District is Shawn. She is safe. Everyone left is staring at 50-50 odds of elimination.
Up in the Celebriquarium, Brooke’s shooting the breeze with some inane conversation with Apolo and Melissa. Moving on.
Back down on the floor, we’re treated to the dance talents of a congenial Kiwi named Parris, who can dance her butt off. Sure, her hairstyle makes her look like a red Q-tip, but man, girl’s dance moves are on fire.
It’s happy-happy concert time, and this week we’re subjected to the un-dulcet tones of The Wanted. As my ten-year-old son puts it, “Man, I never knew how bad they sound when they’re not Auto-Tuned.” Ouch. True, sure… but ouch!
Apolo and Melissa get their moments in the Red Light District now, and one of them, Brooke says, is going home with the lowest combined vote. It sure as heck isn’t Melissa so… yep, it’s Apolo. Lates, buddy.
So Apolo’s gone, and Shawn and Melissa are both in the finals. That means either Emmitt or Kelly gets the last slot, and since they tied in the Judges’ vote, it comes down solely to the people-at-home vote. Could be interesting…
…which brings us to the Paula Abdul portion of the program.
I gotta admit, it’s nice seein’ good ol’ MC Skat Kat again. Been too long, buddy. And the rest of the performance was pretty darn nifty, too– particularly the trippy floor and wall projections in “Cold-Hearted Snake”. 50-year-old Paula’s still got it.
And then Derek comes out for his self-choreographed routine, and everything Paula did is forgotten quicker than instantly. I’m not a Modern Dance kinda guy, but damn, Derek’s pretty gol-darn amazing. (p.s. Um, Kelly & Val? That’s how you do a puddle-jumping dance.)
So here we are. One spot left in the Finals. Will it be Kelly joining Shawn and Melissa for an all-lady final, or will Emmitt spoil the double x-chromosome fun?
The spotlights blast, the ominous music hums, and Tom gets all serious as we find out the star going home on this, the ninth week of competition, is… Emmitt.
Next week– Shawn, Kelly, and Melissa square off in the All-Star Finals, See you then!
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