Dave tells Storm that he was worried she wouldn't be able to pull the song off with her range, but she did "all right." Storm manages to not blush at Dave's effusiveness. Dave adds that Toby did great. "In fact, I think you stole a little bit of the heat." To his credit, Toby looks embarrassed, and cringes guiltily. Gilby's less impressed; he says he still remembers Jill's performance, but doesn't think he'll remember this one. But Jason disagrees: "In my book, effort counts for everything, and there it was. You really showed a lot of effort." Can't argue with that, but I'm not sure it's so great that Storm made it look as hard as...well, as hard as it probably was for her. Are strain and flopsweat really all that rock & roll? "I wore a dress," Storm reminds them, underscoring the point by hiking the hem practically up to her hip. There's no "VOTE STORM" labeled on her thigh, I can tell you after careful inspection.
Toby's pre-interview is all about what a wacky cutup he is. We see him shoving cake in Ryan's face and streaking around the pool. "And I'm always thinking ahead to what bit of fun I can create," he tells us, which sounds kind of like the opposite of fun to me. Then there's the bit where he gets Dilana to do her own nudie dash, for a song he didn't even want. But he says he can get things done, too, which he thinks is what Supernova is looking for. And then Brooke introduces him singing "Rebel Yell."
The House Band plays the intro exactly the way they did for Lukas back in the day, although they drop out for Toby's first line. Which I think was a mistake on his part, because right off the bat he's showing that this song is too low for him. But he makes up for it in energy, especially when he reaches the chorus and gets to go high again. And it's not his fault that the synth is too loud, like Paul the Keyboard Player is welcoming us to a haunted house. Toby shows off his limited lower range and his eyeliner some more during the bridge, and then Rafael the Lead Guitarist goes into a solo. "Rafa!" we see Gilby hollering in encouragement. Those who can't do, cheer. While that's going on, Toby heads back out to the end of the runway and pulls a few girls from the audience up onstage with him. More of them follow on their own, and by the time he's into the last chorus, there's a small crowd of blondes bopping up and down out there. Tommy loves it, of course. And that's how the song ends, with Toby tipping his head back toward the small army of groupies he's amassed behind him.