Paula Abdul is dancing like there's no tomorrow. And I'm giving up on the music industry. Abdul has announced plans to release a new album this summer with the support of her American Idol co-star Randy Jackson. The music video for her new single "Dance like There's No Tomorrow" recently premiered on "American Idol." Needless to say, it left me wishing Abdul, 44, knew there was a tomorrow, and it's coming way too soon for her to still be dancing. This is the first album Abdul will have released in more than ten years. Can we agree that maybe there is a reason she hasn't had another single since "Crazy Cool" in 1995? I think so. Abdul said her new album will consist partly of remixes of her old songs and partly of new songs. I don't know which I fear more. And if the new album isn't bad enough, Abdul said she is hoping to begin performing live again. Although she was offered the opportunity to perform with the American Idol summer tour, Abdul said she is aiming higher. Apparently the American Idol tour doesn't provide for the visual effects people expect from her. Seriously? Who is still expecting much from Abdul? Her loopy antics and the drug-related rumors she faced in the past two seasons of American Idol have left her nowhere to go but downhill. But Abdul isn't the only train wreck seemingly making a comeback. Celebrities such as Britney Spears and Michael Jackson agree with Abdul that the best way to fix a train wreck is to drive a broken train. Because frankly, Jackson isn't going to get less creepy, Spears' body isn't going to get better and Abdul isn't going to get younger. Can't the stars we once loved give it a rest and leave us with happy memories? When is the music industry going to agree with the phrase, "Go out while you're still on top?" Abdul doesn't seem to - neither does Spears or Jackson. I'm pleading for music industry stars to at least consider stopping while they are not too far behind. As much as America loves to see a good comeback story, I think what it loves more is to see people crash and burn. So maybe these celebrities are giving us what we want: a chance to point more fingers, find more scandals and have one last laugh. But, Paula, this isn't what I want for you. There was once a time when I, along with many other young American teens, looked up to you. You were the only American Idol judge who had credibility but didn't crush contestants' dreams. I want back the times when I danced in my bedroom to "Thriller," thinking Jackson was as innocent as Hanson. I want back the days of "... Baby One More Time." You all kept the dream alive, but it's time to realize the dream is over. It can't be brought back. So, Paula, as you embark upon the journey of bringing yourself back to the top of the charts, I can wince and, for the sake of the eyes and ears of the rest of the country, give you my best wishes. Don't let us down.
---- Contact Blake Stephens at bstephens@lsureveille.com
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