But let's be real - why do I really love Phillip Phillips? For the same reason that I loved Casey last season. He's an adorable white boy with soul, people. Flip flops and soul.
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Monday, January 23, 2012
American Idol Season 11: Phillip Phillips is the new Casey
In line with mid-season reality television premiers, American Idol already has me hooked. I don't like the awkward moments with people who can't sing, but I love the sappy moments, the salvation stories, and the real musicians. Like Phillip Phillips, whose father (also named Phillip Phillips) is so proud of his son he can't contain himself. And Phillip himself who loves his music so much he can barely contain himself either.
But let's be real - why do I really love Phillip Phillips? For the same reason that I loved Casey last season. He's an adorable white boy with soul, people. Flip flops and soul.
But let's be real - why do I really love Phillip Phillips? For the same reason that I loved Casey last season. He's an adorable white boy with soul, people. Flip flops and soul.
Labels:
American Idol,
Music,
TV
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