round two

the follow up viewing of nbc's sing off went down like this: my two kids and myself sharing the reclining leather loveseat that sits about two feet from our 50" lcd, and the dvr remote at the ready so we can cruise through the commercials and the pussycat doll chic's terribly shallow critique. watching this show with two young boys is a trip. they liked the boys glee club from Tufts, hated the "old hags" chumming the amy winehouse, and went nuts for nota after i did. they were more impatient with nick lachey than sonja and i were.

nota turned it out. great bass lines and fun vocal percussion (or, as ben folds calls it, mouth drums). the mormon girls had to go, but maybe not before the cougars. when that gigantic bass lady from the maxx attack took a 4-bar solo moment, i wondered what a guy thinks when he's on a date with this lady and finds out she sings bass in an all girl barbershop quartet.

i'm not much for reality tv, with the exception of the ufc ultimate fighter series. i think reality tv is a cop-out for using your imagination to dream of a new collection of characters and scenarios and music and set design in hopes of picking up 13 episodes (hello community!!!) i haven't seen a single episode on most of the reality shows, and am totally okay with that. however, i already have scheduled the dvr to record the next and also final installments of sing-off. my kids agree with that decision. now if i can just locate my boyz II men cassettes...