Pop news this week was dominated by tedious specualtion on the gay or otherwise relationship between One Direction members, Louis and Harry.
We don't know and don't care , but suspect that the maximium positive column inches have now accrued and the story will die a natural death. Meanwhile we wish the boys ongoing success in the their remakable breakthrough in the USA.
Now its time to focus on the current airwaves battle between the big three shows. Dim the lights. Here we go.
Yes, we like the Voice. The format is intriguing. The judges, the Script's Danny O'Donoghue, Tom Jones, Jessie J and Will.I.Am, hear but don't see, the singers before rotating on their chairs for a first glimpse. Rotation signals their willingness to mentor that singer. The heavyweight judges tend to offer illuminating and positive insights. The singers, having been through rigourous auditions, are almost all consistently excellent. They then have their moment of power to select which judge, of the ones that turned during the performance, they opt for as mentors. It's so unlike the competing shows that leave the poor singers vulnerable to the mood swings of the panel. Highly watchable, it will surely make for a really tough contest when it moves beyond the singers selection stage.
American Idol, however, suffers format fatigue much as the last British series did. Let's give thanks that the ludicrously bitchy in-fighting between the judges is absent. It has, however, been replaced by excessive praise of the mediocre and mild condemnation of the unlistenable. Maybe the process of mass auditions, sob-generating back stories and viewer voting generates a mediocre list of finalists, only the top three of whom surely stand any chance of later stardom. And, if the British history is anything to go by, coming second is the happier place to be. Respect to the above-mentioned One Direction and predecessors JLS. Sorry, Little Mix!
We do, however, like producer Jimmy Iovine's's very direct and accurate critiques. Three examples from last night: of Cavanagh, he said, “Last night wasn't even a great high-school performance.” He told Testone that she picked the right song but "choked" once she got on stage. He comented on Phillip Phillips, “It's very difficult to push yourself when everyone's telling you you're so great.” He tends to get his departure predictions right too.
Last, and least, comes Britain's Got Talent, a true misnomer since the show, particularly in the auditions phase, too easily proves that Britain's apparently got no talent at all! Comparison may be neither fair nor easy, since only a minority of contestants is a singer. But, since the winner usually sings, comparison remains legitimate. An ever more desparate Simon Cowell has co-opted as a judge comedian David Walliams to be, well, comic. Simon has even been prepared to tolerate David's naughty hints about his sexuality. Tonight, apparently, he'll feature a violinist already famous for singing without her knickers and appearing naked in her publicity shots. "Why?" you might ask.
It's the ratings, stoopid! The only meaningful data that compares the two shows when they are on air simultanously gives the BBC1 show a substantial lead with an average of 9.62 million viewers against Britain's Got Talent's 7.6 million. Watch this space for updates.
For now, Lustralboy is hot for the Voice, cool on American Idol and iced up with BGT. But we can be fickle too!
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