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IN CELEBRATION OF YEAR #3 OF LOVING CLAY
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| Randy:
Yeah, yeah, dawg, Clay, man, see? You know what I'm sayin? That's
how you do it, dawg, that's how you do it right there. No matter
what it is, you make it your own. That was brilliant dawg. Paula: Arright, Clay.... you've proven it doesn't matter what genre of music you're singing, your voice is your voice, it's golden, it's golden. And I just was lookin for ya to dance a little... Clay: hahahaha! Paula: Butcha didn't. Great job! Clay: I need some help on that, yeah. Verdeen White: Clay, I saw ya backstage this afternoon and you didn't look like you could sing like that. Man, you can sing, you got chops man! Simon: Simon on his last episode of American Idol... um... First it was a disco genre and I have to say, Clay, if I'm being honest, within the context of this competition, I thought that was terrible. Paula: booooooo Randy: what? What you mean dawg? Simon: Sorry... no no no no no... I'm sorry maybe I'm just missing... maybe I'm missing the plot here. I'm looking for a future superstar and based on that I just didn't get it, sorry, they disagree... Randy: Don't you think it was the best so far tho? Paula: Way to go, Clay, way to go! |