Against my better judgement I sat down to watch Chezza on X-factor. Why, o why did I bother. It really was pants. The part when the acts tried to guess who their mentor might be was ludicrous. If you are flown all the way to Australia surely it's bloody obvious who you are going to be working with. Similarly given that only one of the judges is Irish a plane ticket to Ireland could only mean one thing. The girls must have been gutted though finishing up in Ascot!
In terms of performance only a handful of the acts have got any chance of winning, they should just send the rest home now and have done with it. Several of the acts couldn't even remember the words to the songs, while several of the girls thought having a good cry might help their chances. I'm sure Simon has come up with a list of 12 acts that will pull in the widest possible audience and get most coverage in the press.
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