Yes! It had to happen. If Paris Hilton can do it, so can Sanjaya Malakar. Seattle's most famous (only?) American Idol contestant has written an autobiography, Dancing to the Music in My Head (Pocket Books, $19.99), and he'll be promoting it this Sunday. (Details after the jump.)
Now, we've never actually seen American Idol or heard Sanjaya sing. But in the jacket photo of his book (co-authored, ahem, by Alan Goldsher), he is just so adorably tousle-haired and squirrel-eyed that we can't help liking the now 20-year-old pop munchkin. Sure, there's a wealth of biographical information on his Wiki page, but we just had to crack open the book for some of the wisdom contained within...
During the Idol audition process, Sanjaya recalls,
"My plan was to keep real and grounded, to go with the flow, to take each day and each audition one at a time, and to have as much fun as possible."
So true. And more pithily expressed than anything Reinhold Niebuhr ever wrote. Then, while speaking on a chat show about the selling of his celebrity to rabid fans, he says,
"It's freaky. I'm still just Sanjaya from Seattle, and I wouldn't think that people would even care to chase me. It really feels kind of unnatural."
Adorno couldn't have put it any better. We were not aware that Sanjaya was so familiar with the writings of the Frankfurt School. Finally, Sanjaya addresses the mutable nature of the self, as signified by his most iconic attribute:
"It's just hair, and there's nothing wrong with having fun with it, a philosophy that a lot of Idol's older and more rural demographic didn't necessarily agree with."
Exactly! And where have I heard that same sentiment expressed before? Was it Foucault or Mudede? Whatever--great minds think alike.
Reading details: Barnes & Noble, 2675 N.E. University Village St., 517-4107. 2 p.m. Sun. Feb. 15. "Book signing only," which we presume means no singing, kissing, or boob signing.