There's exactly one reason why this week's show was miles and miles beyond last week's.
It's not because Paul busted out his guitar, finally setting free the invisible marionette he's been walking around the stage. (oooh, is that it? behind your couch? chilling thought...)
It's not because the A.I. stylist worked magic with the straightening iron. (Haley...Lauren...Casey...)
It's not because the musical world finally got to use the phrase: "Legendary bass player."
It's not because Scotty gave us a sneak peek into his future Vegas lounge act. (well, maybe not Vegas, but definately the Steak-n-Ale in Laughlin, NV)
It's not because Haley gave us a sneak peek into her future Vegas "dance" act. (just add pole)
It's not because Jacob Lusk proved he's the go-to guy for a one-man duet.
And...it's not because Jennifer Lopez's laugh makes puppies happy.
Nope...This week was better than last week because there's no such thing as a bad Motown hit. These are good songs. Period. Given the broad category of "YOUR BIRTH YEAR" led to a lot of silly, sentimental, sensless song choices. Sing them well and sing them true, and we're entertained. Add a little dance (Naima) and the perfect dress (Thia, Pia) and we're good to go. Just stay out of the eighties and leave a lingering bit of soul. (Sorry Stefano...)
Still, I think Stefano will safely open his eyes to see the stage again. Bottom 3 is a hard choice this week...I'm thinking Paul, Haley and--maybe Lauren. Going home? Haley.