It's GROUP NIGHT! My favorite episode of the season. I was incensed last year when they cut the group numbers from Hollywood. The producers learned their lesson, and not only is Group Night back, it's more dramatic than ever.

It's practically impossible to list everyone who performed last night -- not even the show could get all the chyrons out there for some of the blink-and-you-missed-them performances. But here are some random musings:

Matt Giraud totally shocked me; he was great. I totally dismissed his initial audition as Timberlake-esque wankery, and while he's still super affected, he was pretty impressive.

India was totally offkey in her group, but she's a great little rapper. 

Action Squad: I liked all of the individuals in this group, but it was so bad and SO CHEESY. I feel bad for Emily, but she was atrocious. Maybe you should have spent more time working on your singing, Emily, and less on your cornball dance moves. Glad to see Anne Marie escaped relatively unscathed.

Danny Gokey, Jamar Rogers, Taylor Vaifanua, and some girl with chunky highlights were awesome on "Somebody to Love." Fantastic. Maybe the best group number in show history.

Jeremy Michael Sarver, Adam Lambert - love them both. If they make Top 12 I'll be very happy with the eye candy this season. And Lambert totally sold it; I was worried he'd be too Broadway, but he sounded contemporary, if a little shrieky.

I'm glad to see that Jesse McCartney doppelganger Austin got the axe. He was way out of his league in this competition.

And then we had the meat of the evening, the three squads that were seemingly doomed from the outset. Drama drama drama. So much, in fact, that my little brother -- who hates this show -- was walking through the living room and stopped to ask, "What's going on here?" "These people are about to savage one another on national television," I replied. "Oh. Oh, OK. I think I'll watch that." And he loved every minute.

Team Diva. Their problems were two-fold, in that hippie Rose really never should have been on that team, and "Bikini Girl" Katrina is a gigantic asshole who nearly sabotaged the group by "quitting" and then showing up at the last second because she's a drama queen famewhore. HATE. During their performance Lauren Barnes was terrible, Katrina forgot the words and was terrible, Rose forgot the words completely and fell offkey and danced around like an idiot, and wee Jasmine Murray actually did a fairly decent job. Katrina used high heels and scoliosis as an excuse for pussing out on rehearsing! And then that asshole posed for the cameras. All three of the bad ones got cut. In the words of Kara, about Katrina, "Damn, what a bitch." And then Rose: "I hated those girls so much."

Team Tatiana: Perhaps the only person more offensive to humanity than Katrina is Tatiana, that obnoxious chick who kept singing until the judges put her through in the first round. She is evil, and she must be destroyed. There is no word for how obnoxiously over dramatic Tatiana is, but after ditching on her original group because they didn't bow to her every demand, Tatiana joined up with Team Compromise (more on them in a second), only to return to her original team. Who stupidly took her back. In the performance Muna sounded like a cow. Tatiana made up the words. And once it was over she started her bullshit of singing until the judges gave her what she wanted. Every member of her team got through. Are you kidding? I actually hope Tatiana gets through to live voting so that she can experience first-hand how much America hates her guts. As my brother said: "She needs to be stabbed in the face."

Team Compromise: This group was saddled with a lazy blonde with a terrible dye job (Kristin McNamara); a totally correct but still abrasive young woman who basically caused the group to spiral out of control (Nancy Wilson), and a simpering, hissy-fit-throwing gay boy who sat off in the corner weeping through all of it (Nathaniel Marshall). Dear Nathaniel: God has more important things to work on than your shitty three-part harmonies. Nathaniel is TERRIBLE, beyond cabaret, and somehow he got through! Poor beweaved Nancy -- who I was actually rooting for -- bombed completely, unable to find the melody or anything close to it. Kristin totally shouted her way through the song. The judges referred to the performance as "uncomfortable," and everyone but Nancy made it through. And then Nancy cussed out Kristin while leaving the stage. Dear Nancy: I love you.

WTF Moment of the Night: David Osmond GOT CUT? And we didn't even get to see him sing? What the hell? I smell conspiracy. I mean, that chud who wore workout gear is still in this. Unbelievable.

At the end 75 peple made it through. Too many.