Finally, we have Jason Castro. Our last chance for some blessed insanity. Instead, we get an unexpectedly very good performance. Nothing to freak out about, but not anything close to the disaster Jason singing Mariah could have been. "I Don't Want To Cry" is the song, and Jason is receptive to Mariah control-freaky "advice." With an army of acoustic guitars and bongos to keep Matthew McConaughey busy for an entire weekend, Jason manages to keep his innate goofiness at bay, which is how most of his good performances have gone. It's nothing I'm going to go back and listen to later, but in the context of this episode, it's one of my favorites. Randy "didn't get it," saying it sounded like freaky Hawaiian luau music. Paula is of course proud of everybody, including the pig roasting on the spit at this imaginary luau. Simon says he liked it, then says the boys totally mopped the floor with the girls tonight. And...yeah, they did.
Tomorrow: results and the likely return of the "choose which group is the bottom three and which is safe" gambit , which I'm guessing will fall to either Carly (for maximum freakout potential) or one of the Davids (for maximum pimpage potential). As for who's going home: Kristy Lee and Syesha won't be easy to remember to vote for, but I wouldn't be shocked at any of the women getting eliminated tonight.