We were down to just one hour tonight, with only four contestants left in the competition. This week, we watched a video of each contestants’ visits to their hometowns, but with such a brief amount of time for each contestant, the videos avoided the tear-jerkiness of the home visits “American Idol” is famous for.
Kicking off the show, Michael Buble, looking younger than usual, gave us a holiday performance in all white, of “Christmas (Baby Please Come Home).” Also visiting, an almost sickly looking Howie Mandel, to promote his upcoming game show. Howie dressed up, too—like Cee Lo Green, in a white Hustler hat that was so big for his head, he was like a withered little boy. Leave the hustling to Cee Lo, Howie.
Both Trevin Hunte and Nicholas David did inspirational songs tonight, the former devoted to his junior high school (“Wind Beneath My Wings”) and the latter devoted to his family (“You Are So Beautiful”). Both guys had some note problems, especially toward the end of their respective songs, but Trevin’s was slightly more successful, if only because Nicholas’ family had a few awkward moments, as the Minnesotan sang to a gum-chewing mom and a writhing baby.
Team Blake kicked off with Blake’s entire team of 16 singing backup for him on “White Christmas.” Up next was Cassadee Pope, who again went the country route singing Keith Urban’s “Stupid Boy.” Stupid boy, but smart girl. It was a great performance, and so clear that she should sing country all the time. Her voice isn’t strong enough for the pop she came in to do, but she connects with the country songs in a way that hitting the notes all the time doesn’t even matter.
Finally, Terry McDermott was up. His home visit was the most exciting, because his kid is awesome. “When my dad came home: Oh. My. Gosh.” Yes, his adorable kid actually said that. Then his parents showed up from Scotland, and now we know where Terry gets that munchkin baby face from (dad).
Terry sang “Let It Be,” and once again, he sang great, but it was outdated and boring. I mean, I’ll never accept him as relevant as long as he has a mullet.
Best of the night: Cassadee Pope. Worst: Nicholas David.