Someone Actually Impressed By ‘Idol’ Reject
You’re forgiven if you thought for a second that Kip Winger was death-grinning at you from the cover of this week’s Village Voice; in fact, that rictus belongs to American Idol cast-off Constantine Maroulis, who was the inexplicable recipient of a lengthy profile in today’s issue. Part BlackBerry ad (nine mentions!), part rewritten bio, Angela Ashman‘s story takes the idea of the puff piece to hilariously depressing levels. Her surprise at Maroulis’ falling from bookers’ graces after he sang his last Idol note–what do you mean no one wanted him to model??–should have been a tipoff for the rough waters ahead, but we weren’t really prepared for the pie-eyed descriptions of free bottle service and Donny Osmond encounters that followed. There may be an interesting story hidden inside someone’s post-Idol career, but this relentlessly straightforward take on Maroulis’ C-list lifestyle was enough to make us wish we were reading another Shakespeare-biting takedown.
This Is Constantine Maroulis. He Wishes You Knew That. [Village Voice]
