With the head honcho, Mr Simon Cowell out of the country and heading up the X Factor USA team instead, he must be foaming at the mouth at what is happening over here to the UK Lot. According to today’s papers, he is on the warpath as he warns judges that they all face the chop as viewers desert in droves.
Is it any wonder that it is all slowly sliding down the toilet? Year upon year we have to put up with novelty acts who would make a pack of fighting cats sound tuneful. The other year it was Jedward who couldn’t sing a note, this year Goldie. Not to mention the whole lot of them this year are mediocre, to say the least.
Last Saturday’s out of tune performances were making me lose the will to live, especially as it was TWO. HOURS. LONG.
Even after a full panel re-vamp and some fresh faces brought in, we STILL have to suffer Louis Walsh who insists on treating the whole thing like a complete joke and has even insisted in the past ‘It’s not all about the singing, you know!”
That’s the reason we end up with so many joke acts, right there – Mr Muppet sat on the end, just taking the pee out of everything.
Not seeming to ‘get’ that to most people watching the show, that yes, it is actually about the singing, and they do actually get frustrated when perfectly good singers get booted off the show just to keep the joke acts in, seemingly regardless of what the viewers want.
Last year, acts persistently got into the bottom two week after week, but stayed in as the judges wanted them to. So what exactly IS the point in the phone votes, then?! You just know the same is going to happen this year.
It doesn’t help that not one single act is standing out this year. Last week’s performance from them all was absolutely woeful, and only one or two acts actually held a tune. Rythmix, and the guy whose name no-one can ever remember.
Nope, you don’t have to actually be able to sing on this show. Make like a cut price Tina Turner and screech and squirm your way around the floor, while draping your legs round Gary Barlow?
Yep, you’re in.
Got your arse tattooed with loads of girls names? Ooh, what a lad, the kid’s’ll LOVE you. You’re in.
Have a beautiful voice and sing a note perfect rendition of Adele? Pfft. Out you go. You’re not ‘controversial’ enough, you can only actually sing, for goodness sake!
Just listen to the Walshy. He said it all when ‘it’s not all about the singing!’ You’re right, Mr, it’s blatantly not.