Not to beat a dead horse, but Sophie was thrilled when I told her there were other videos of her boyfriend, Adam Lambert, singing. As she watched him intone – for the gazillionth time – the song she was familiar with, she was thrilled. “My boyfriend! My boyfriend!” she yelled. “He is SOOOO CUTE!” she exclaimed.
The love affair didn’t last, however. As soon as I started rolling videos of some of his other American Idol songs, she grew despondent. “I want the other Adam!” she lamented. She honestly didn’t realize that the Adam of “Mad World” and “Ring of Fire” (two songs she disliked immensely because they were too slow) was the same Adam of “Born to Be Wild.” She’s not so great with the concept of same person, different song.
What can you do? As long as her Adam is a one-trick “born to be wild” pony, Adam will remain her prince. I am ready to place bets that she’s going to despise next week’s disco theme. Poor Sophie. Poor me. Because as much as Adam is my pick to win, if I have to listen to “Born to Be Wild” one more time, I think I’ll pull my hair out.
