Tuesday, September 16, 2008

My Canadian Idol Withdrawals

Last night was Monday night. For the past three months or so, Monday nights have been Canadian Idol nights, and last night, there was no Idol for me to watch.

I was a little sad. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to get through this particular Monday night without my Idol fix.

Fortunately, I had taped many of the episodes over the course of the summer, especially back in the Oliver & Sebastian Pigott days. So to the chagrin of my brother, who would much rather have been playing Guitar Hero or watching football, I subjected him to watching old snippets of Idol - not all of it, but anything that had Oliver or Sebastian in it, and then some of my other favourite performances (like Amberly's "Redemption Song", Theo's "Weak in the Knees", Mitch's "I'm Yours", Earl's "Two").

I know. I'm pathetic. But honestly, what else am I supposed to do until hockey starts? It seems to me that I go through this gap every year, when I miss watching Idol, but there's no Sens action to divert my attention.

I think I've figured out what my problem is. I have this incessant need to cheer for someone. Whether it's a team like the Sens, or a performer on Idol like Oliver & Sebastian, I'm always - always - rooting someone on. Like I'm tied to them by some cosmic force, and I just can't let go. And truth be told, I think I'm living vicariously through them. I'm not an athlete; I'm not a particularly good musician or singer. Despite wishing and trying, I basically suck. So by clinging on to someone who actually can do it, whether it be sports or music, I get to feel the ups & the downs, the joys & the pain, of being in that position.

My little passions - they are my drug. So when I'm all out, I do seem to go into withdrawals.

That's why I keep that stash of old tapes on hand - when I hit bottom, they always seem to get me through. ;)


Anonymous said...

So, you listen to me. Listen to me!

Television is not the truth. Television's a goddamn amusement park. Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers, sideshow freaks, lion tamers, and football players.

We're in the boredom-killing business.

So if you want the Truth, go to God.

Go to your gurus.

Go to yourselves!

Because that's the only place you're ever gonna find any real truth.

But, man, you're never gonna get any truth from us. We'll tell you anything you wanna hear. We lie like hell. We'll tell you that Kojak always gets the killer and that nobody ever gets cancer at Archie Bunker's house. And no matter how much trouble the hero is in, don't worry. Just look at your watch. At the end of the hour, he's gonna win. We'll tell you any shit you want to hear.

We deal in illusions, man. None of it is true!

But you people sit there, day after day, night after night -- all ages, colors, creeds.

We're all you know!

You're beginning to believe the illusions we're spinning here!

You're beginning to think that the tube is reality and that your own lives are unreal.

You do whatever the tube tells you --

You dress like the tube.

You eat like the tube.

You raise your children like the tube.

You even think like the tube.

This is mass madness, you maniacs!

In God's name, you people are the real thing.

We are the illusion!

So turn off your television sets. Turn them off now! Turn them off right now! Turn them off and leave them off. Turn them off right in the middle of this sentence I'm speaking to you now.

papi said...

T.V Never LIES!!!!

Jill said...

Well...I love my TV. And without TV, there probably wouldn't be a blog. Brace yourselves for a Big Brother finale recap today. It ain't gonna be pretty.

Anonymous said...

well that was interesting from anonymous - and it wasn't me!
exactly like Jill said, if it weren't for TV, she wouldnt have this blog that many of us enjoy reading...