I love how in American Idol there’s a point where Randy Jackson just starts to shout his evaluation, which never fails to rile up the audience in a rapturous fervor. I really don’t think it even matters what he says — as long as he raises voice, his pitch goes up and monotone, and he points wildly in the air with every word. The audience immediately thinks he’s complimenting the performer and howl in support, but when I listen to some of these things he shouts, they don’t always make sense to me, and oh, I love it, it makes me laugh. So hilarious.
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