Ta-ta Jedward. See you on Hole in the Wall, I'm a Celebrity, Celebrity Family Fortunes and the rest forever and ever. Just not in the charts. It's Cheeky Girls time, not JLS.
Everyone I know seems to love Olly Murs, a man who looks like a chubby Matt Damon. Fatt Damon. And dances like Prince Charles did in that awful clip of him doing the Hot Stuff dance from The Full Monty. I guess he can't win now, as he's been in the bottom two, so that's a relief. But that really only leaves Stacey and Joe as the only plausible winners. Joe will be off in Joseph before the series has even ended, and Stacey will be working the cruise ships for the next sixty years. There's no Leona here, no Alexandra Burke. I bet Simon was willing the twins to win, even over his own singer, because that was money lies. The rest won't trouble the top 20 this time next year.
Dannii was left to kill the twins. She asked the other judges whether this was a singing competition A fair point. None of them are good enough for this to be a proper singing competition, that much was obvious when Susan Boyle came on and sang quite divinely, her vulnerability making the song almost embarrassingly touching, and her voice filling that stage without any of the strained flip-top head yelling of Danyl or backing overkill of Jedward. So, if it can't be a singing competition proper, what are they actually judging? Simon can't answer, because that level of honestly would dismantle the entire show and with it his precarious, ludicrous parasitic career.
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I had the 'pleasure' of singing recently at an OK magazine gig for something or other (people were paying hundreds to be featured in the mag... urgh).
ReplyDeleteThe real draw of doing the gig was because the Cheeky Girls were billed on the website and we were all rather excited - however, it turned out the charity hadn't updated their website from the previous year. No Cheeky girls and Lempit gossip, merely Steve Brookstein singing with his new cd. All of which sounded horrible. It also had to be explained to me who he is/was for me to be able to contextualise his horrible pub-singing. I now involuntarily shudder at the mention of his name. Never have I felt so cheated.