Uncle. We call uncle. We have written lavish compliments, poems, songs and acrostics about Rebecca Scott. We have scoured our thesauri, rhyming dictionaries and word-nerd Internet sites looking for new ways to talk about the singer who has walked away with the title four years running (eight times overall). We're a creative bunch, but her continual wins have taxed our overworked, pickled brains. We're going back to basics this time. Plain and simple: Rebecca Scott is the shit.
Second Place: Tie, James Orr and Thomas Paul
Third Place: Curtis Stigers