[Note: this post is about pop music, network television and American Idol. I kept it rather short, but you’ve been warned.]

I realize this will only further fuel my friend Daye’s vitriol about that fact that I’m a “cultural dumpster.” However, I can’t say I’ve ever been excited about watching American Idol until this season. Adam Lambert and the falsetto that will destroy the world is the most interesting thing happening on prime time network television by a mile.

I’d also add that I’ve lately become Ann Powers’ number one fan as a result of her insightful Idol commentary (plus the fact that she was basically assigned to attended three Prince concerts on the same night seals her as one of the last great things left at the LAT). In any case, if you’re not going to take my word for the GLAMbert craze, at least read about “Why Adam Couldn’t Go Disco on Disco Night.” A great piece of writing that also sent me to the equally tremendous non-Idol performance of “Crazy” by Lambert.

I realize that a lot is being written (and not a whole lot being said by Adam) about his sexuality, but I find that way more refreshing than the typecasting of LGBT cast members on Survivor, the Amazing Race, and the Real World. While I realize there is a real election taking place in Los Angeles today, I will indeed be casting (numerous) votes toward change in pop music I can fully endorse.

[Here’s another take on the Idol showdown.]

Lastly, I kinda suspect that if Lambert pulls off the win after the votes are counted tomorrow (defeating the tween-backed Kris and his John Mayer-isms) there will be a not-so-select group of people wanting to dance and hug and celebrate in the streets like real change has come again and the voice of the people has spoken for the second time in about six months. I say that only half tongue in cheek.