Faith gets herself together just long enough -- and no more -- to call home. "I didn't even get a chance to let the world know that I could sing. I would have been happy if I would have just made it on the show and would have been booed off, you know? I didn't even get to that stuff! All I just wanted to do is just let people know is that I can sing too, you know?" She'd have been happy to just get booed off the stage, which I completely believe, because she could spend months bitching about that shit. Which for her, would be like winning. How contrary.
Sarah Mather is totally cute facing the judges in her suit; Randy doesn't fuck around at all, just tells her she's through to the next round. As she leaves in triumph there's this other girl, Selena Rae, whom we've never seen before (on this show, I mean), and her deep knowing of the simple fact that every person who gets through to the final means one less spot for her. But actually, it's each "girl" that gets through that does it, and I'm glad they mentioned the main fact of the gender split thing in this episode, because it's kind of a bitch if you think about it. Sorry, you're a girl, so we're going to let three sucky guys in while you go home. Not that that necessarily happened, we don't know whether it's true yet, but it's just hypothetical. I guess.
She sang "How Will I Know," and she's so pretty and I like her voice, but it's just good, not brilliant. She doesn't stick out. She's not Rashida, for example. (I'm a little bitter.) Her faces are iffy and her clothes are iffy, but she tones it down well enough. Simon again implies that it was not him that elected to put her through. She's so unbelieving about it, it's fairly beautiful, she walks about like she's having a migraine, and raises her arms in the air. Downstairs, Nadia swings her around. Lucky.
Janay -- you know she's fine. She's going to be okay, even though she's uninspired and sings like Little Eva. She is shaking like a freak in the elevator, while downstairs her mom is a nervous wreck. April is so cool, because pulls off being totally interested and loving and supportive, but somehow doesn't seem like a classic Stage Mom to me. She basically explains to the camera that if Janay doesn't get into the Top 24, she will have to deal with that shit. "No matter what, I have to deal with it." That's so awesome. That's what being a parent is like sometimes. So Janay comes out looking so fucked up, and we don't see her judging at all, and she lets on that she got through, and then April smacks the shit out of her for not immediately saying.
Cut to JP on the edge of fucking freaking out. I can't stand it. I love him. Now, Joseph Murano, who is setting the internet on fire this week. He's looking pretty good; there's a fake tan thing that I don't like, but he's okay. Paula tells him he was "real good" in his audition, and congratulates him. He goes, "No way," and we all get in our time machine and Paula says, "Way!" and everybody laughs because that's still funny because it's 1992 and I'm fourteen years old and I'm convinced that the "Rush, Rush" video is a personal love letter from Keanu Reeves to me.