And so the debate rages (well sort of...) The Voice or Britain’s Got Talent?
I watched bits of both again last night... because that’s the sort of life I have... and this is my verdict (meaningless as it may be).
The Voice has some great singers... decent judges... reasonable
presenters. BGT has great presenters... one really good judge (David Walliams) and the usual mixture of the wonderful and cringe-worthy acts. I’m sticking with The Voice for now though because next week, I will break an unwritten rule for only the second person ever...
If I was to pick up the phone on a Saturday night, all I would expect would be a knock on the door 45 minutes later and when I opened it, I’d be greeted by a chap carrying a bag containing a range of tasty Indian cuisine. A couple of years ago however, I succumbed to reality/talent show voting for a young lady called Danielle Hope, a singer and actress of sublime ability who would eventually and deservedly win Over the Rainbow. For the record, I picked her to win after the very first show, but I’m afraid my overall ability to predict winners of such programmes bears comparison with my success as a Grand National tipster down the years.
Next weekend though, I will be voting for Bo Bruce (pictured above) in The Voice. I accept that musical tastes and opinions will vary, but for me Bo has got a sort of haunting quality to her singing that on occasions can be genuinely
moving. Like I said, some will disagree, but I’m willing to forgive you for being wrong!!!
We got a decent look at some of Bo’s Rivals last night. I thought it was a pretty weak show and I was surprised that (Danny apart) the judges glossed over some of the poorer vocal performances. Maybe it was because it was the first live show and their judging will change as the competition develops.
Jaz Ellington seems a decent, humble bloke and can obviously sing, but I can’t understand why someone has to warble their way through several octaves just to sing what should be one bloody note... Best performance of the
night came from young Ruth Brown... she maybe doesn’t look the part, but wow she can belt out a tune. Again, her style isn’t my cup of tea, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she does really well.
What else can I say... except... you’ve got a vote in the bag Bo!
Anyway, while I’m in a typing mood... it’s pretty clear that television has suffered from reality/talent show overload. I watch very few of this type of show, although I will readily admit to loving Strictly Come Dancing. Bruce should be pensioned off and there must be better presenters around than Tess Daly, but speaking as someone who can’t dance... at all... I find it fascinating to watch the celebrities learn such a difficult skill and I admire them totally for being brave enough to offer themselves up for public scrutiny... I’m going to mention last year’s winners Harry Judd and Aliona Vilani for two reasons... one because they could easily be an item in real life... she’s a stunner and Harry seems to pretty much have it all (handsome, six-pack, nice personality... if only he could play the drums). The second is that without Harry Judd, the blog wouldn’t have had a title... however contrived it may be.
At the other end of the reality scale is (or was) the woeful Big Brother, but halfway in between is I’m a Celebrity (Get Me Out of Here)... which for the most part could be renamed I’m a Celebrity (Please Leave Me in the Jungle and Forget About Me)... I usually only watch it for Ant and Dec’s banter, but I’m going to leave you with a video clip (how many blogs give you that eh?) of my all-time favourite reality television moment. Take it away Stacey...
All my own work... almost.