'American Idol 7' - The Atlanta Auditions

The devil went down to Georgia tonight.

Ryan Seacrest's parents showed. No, they didn't audition.

Josh Jones is up first, he's a glass guy. How interesting ... he has a passion for glass. Rather odd eyework, but he turns around and Randy and Paula get jiggy wit' it. Simon isn't thrilled, but the other two pass him onto Hollywood.

JP was Carrie Underwood's audition buddy back in 2004. She was two people behind him. People tell him he has a star quality. I'm just not seeing that, not at all. Nope, not hearing a star quality either. Buh-bye. "My pen has more charisma," says Simon.

Onto a bit about the fickleness of Paula Abdul. She's beginning to remind me of someone I know.

A girl whose dad passed away in a car accident as she went to the audition (how much more of a sob story can we have?). She looks like she may have talent, so let's see. Asia'h Epperson is her name. She is talented and makes it through to Hollywood. Paula is in worse shape than the girl.

Georgia peaches and Southern Belles. And, mostly blonde, of course. Um, do you think God cares who makes it through to Hollywood? A pageant girl who's been at it since she was four is ready to sing. Brooke Helvie. Well, not all that bad. She's through to Hollywood with all three judges' approval. Simon was hoping she wouldn't sing well because she's so annoying. Me, too.

Bad audition run time.

Southern inhospitality is within Eva Miller. Oh, they say attitude in the beginning of the bit. But I think it will get nasty. Whoops, she fell and Simon said it's an act. I agree. Now, here's one who just wants to be on television. She claims it's "not no joke." She has a crush on Simon. She's teary and defiant. Aw, she gets a hug from Simon. She doesn't make it, rips her paper up, and stomps.

Alexandrea Lushinton (sp?) sings "My Funny Valentine." I like her. Heck, I like her 93-year-old grandmother, too. So do the judges. Onto Hollywood!

Nathan Hite, a smart-alecky high school kid is planning to roll with the punches. He's not good. So not good. Simon calls it a bedroom audition. I'm glad I'm not the kid's teacher.

A punk goth something biker nurse is up nect. Oh, she thinks she's cool you hep cats. Will they dig it or not? She goes for a Janis Joplin song. She sneers. She goes for "Playin' in an American Band." Randy loves her, so do Paula and Simon. She's through to Hollywood.

They only did one day in Atlanta and it's drawing to a close. A living in his car kid is going to be the last. He doesn't call himself homeless -- he loves living in his car. (yeah, see me again after 20 years of it, kid.) Josiah Leming, sings a song he wrote. He sings with a British accent. Odd for a kid from the South. Three yesses. He's through to Hollywood.

20 golden tickets were given out in Atlanta. Tomorrow night is Hollywood or Bust, a collection of various auditions.