Barry Manilow is OUT OF TUNE and over the hill. And that’s all I have to say about that. Out of tune.

Cheryl and Louis were firecrackers, however.

Jane and Tony are safe. I am so wrong. And worried. I fear Marie is on the block, and perhaps Jennie or Cameron.

Dance War: Bruno vs. Carrie Ann. Eah. Not my format. I don’t like the American Idol-style audition process. Which would be why I watch this instead of that.

Crafty, show. Usually the musical guest gets one number with dancers, one number by themselves. I can’t fast-forward Mr. OUT OF TUNE because he’s got two dance numbers and I watch for the dancing. Crafty, you evil show. And what exactly were those hitches in the piano music that was supposedly live? They sounded like digital hiccups.

Bottom two: Cameron and Edyta, Sabrina and Mark. I’m stunned. So is Len. Moron voters.

Out: I cannot believe that just happened. Sabrina was hands-down the best dancer on the show. The implications are bad: Her lack of name recognition could only have been a detriment among older viewer/voters, where the names Seymour and Osmond resonate. Which just makes the fickleness and lack of taste among the voters that much more shameful. Wake up, people. Vote for the talent.

I am dispirited enough to stop watching, almost. We’ll see. Who’s left? Helio? Please. He’s okay, but he’s like that soap-opera chick from the first season–the best they had at the time. This will be a dull finish to a solid, though not as amazing as Tom tries to make it out every week, season. The flash was in the last two seasons, with three or four amazing couples duking it out at the end. I don’t watch to see four mediocres going at it. This is just sad.

Goodbye, Sabrina, you will be sorely missed. May this translate into exposure and work for you.

I wish you much luck, Joe Girardi, you were always one of my favorites when you caught for the Cubs. But at the same time, I fear you’re actually going to need it.