Hmmm...so what am I going to talk about tonight? Let me think...there must be something....OH YEAH...
Well, judging from my title, I'm sure you can all figure out that my man - fellow Canadian and Rockstar to the core - MR. LUKAS ROSSI- was the champion in tonight's finale episode! But before we get into that, let me tell you my little story of Rockstar confusion...
I was anxiously anticipating tonight's finale, and promptly at 8 I parked myself in front of the TV and found Rockstar on the dish, already feeling butterflies fluttering in my stomach. (I know, I'm so pathetic!) The Rockstar intro came on, and the next thing I know, Brooke Burke is on-screen declaring that we're going to take a "look back" at what has happened on Rockstar over the summer. The first inkling that something was wrong was that I noticed Brooke was wearing the same clothes she wore last night. (Don't ask me how I remembered that, 'cause even I don't know - I'm not one to pay attention to such things as what a person was wearing...but for some reason, this time, I did). Anyways, she began introducing re-cap package after re-cap package:
"Now we'll take a look back at what brought the rockers here in the first place."
"Next we'll take a look back at the most scandalous moments of the summer."
"Now we'll take a look back at the biggest fights over songs."
"Next we'll take a look back at the best surprises of the summer."
"Now we'll take a look back at Toby smashing pies and cakes in the faces of the Encore winners."
Something along those lines...
As the clip-a-thon continued, I kept checking my watch, feeling - knowing - something was very wrong. I mean, there were four rockers left to go through. How were they going to narrow it down to one after all this blah-blah re-cap shit? Luke (my brother, not the Rockstar), kept telling me to relax, that there was still lots of time. But 25 minutes in, I was starting to panic. A quick survey of all the other channels showed that I was on the right program...Somehow, though, I suspected I wasn't watching what I was supposed to be watching.
Flash back from commercial, Brooke's wearing new clothes, and all of a sudden I see three rockers standing on the stage: Lukas, Dilana, and Toby. No Magni to be found. NOOOOOOOOO!!! I couldn't figure out what the hell was going on...And I still don't get it. I'm thinking the Global station I was watching on must've got their wires crossed, and started showing the wrong episode or something, then switched it before it was too late...I have no idea. In any case, I did get to see the first 25 minutes on another station at 9 o'clock, so I'm all better now. I'll be OK...heh heh...
As for my thoughts on the show: It pretty much went down exactly as I thought (hoped) it would. Magni, predictably, was the first to go, but not before he had one last rip at Jimi Hendrix's "Fire" - loved it the first time, loved it tonight, but Magni's just not right for Supernova, and I think everybody knows it. So we bid him adieu, and moved on. In their final performances, Lukas chose to do "Bittersweet Symphony" by the Verve (Pipe? I can never remember which band is which...), Dilana did "Zombie" by the Cranberries (30 Hour Famine memories, anyone??), and Toby rocked out to the Killers' "Somebody Told Me". Then they each had the chance to plead their case and beg Supernova to let them front their band. The only thing I really remember is Toby telling them he should win because he's the tallest.
In my little world, they would've sent Dilana home first, but it was no big surprise that Toby took the axe. What a good lookin' dude, though. Wow. He mesmerizes me with those beautiful eyes. I've heard people calling him "Frat Rock" - I didn't know that was a genre, but if it is, sign me up. I'd buy his album if he ever puts one out. And not just for the pictures in the liner notes.
So that left us with the two that I chose in my very earliest prediction, way back at the beginning of the summer - Dilana and Lukas. At this point, I was literally shaking with anticipation. Ridiculous, I know. I likened to how I feel when the Sens are in the playoffs. Just quaking with excitement. Except this time, instead of thinking, Please God, let them win...Please let Wade score... I was thinking, O Lord, let it be Lukas! It's gotta be Lukas! Oh, and my only other observation at this point was that Luke's lip gloss was more sparkly than Dilana's. And somehow, I still found that attractive. Very weird.
Then Tommy said: "Lukas" and at the last second, I was sure Dilana was winning, I was sure he was going to say, "you're the next to go", and I was ready to throw a tantrum. But instead, he finished that line by saying, "you're our boy. Welcome." And yes, I did a victory dance on my couch. Luke (again, my brother, not the Rockstar) told me to get down before I broke it. Then he told me he thought I must be on drugs. Which I'm not. Just drunk on Lukas. HA! OK, yes, a new obsession...I'm so sorry to the people who are going to have to listen to me talk about this incessantly for the next few days!
Lukas proceeded to front two Supernova songs - interestingly, the ones Toby and Magni did with the band, not the one he himself did a few weeks ago, and for the first time, I imagined myself buying a Supernova CD. I liked his versions, and I'm looking forward to hearing him on the radio. So glad I didn't waste all my time this summer on this show. For once, I picked the right guy!! YESSSS!!!!
So now it's time to go to bed, with the bittersweet thoughts that though Rockstar is now over, and summer is officially gone, Lukas Rossi is the "next big thing" in the rock world, and I'll have years ahead to watch him and listen to him.
On a more somber note: My Rockstar excitement provided a much-needed diversion today, when once again things got a little too real with the news of the shootings at Dawson College in Montreal. Thoughts and prayers with those students and their families in the midst of such senseless violence. Take care, all.