Time Stamp: 8/8/2006

You could see the fear in her face. Nobody expected the girl plucked out of the club to blow like Etta James, but we at least wanted Ashanti-level quality. Even she knew how badly she sounded as we could barely hear her and when we did, we wish we hadn't. It's like she wasn't even trying to sound good. She looked and sounded as if someone forgot to press play on the vocal track. The usual raucous teen crowd's lack of enthusiasm was equivalent to a booing Apollo audience.