This series, X-Factor has lost the plot, and the format has turned nasty. Good television does not come about from torturing the canon fodder. Contestants deserve some respect, even if a few of them are loopy and untalented - not their fault if the judges have decided to put them through!
The girls, yesterday, had Nicole giving the occasional "good job" and milking the moment when she had "to make a decision". The chair swapping bollocks was painful. Still, at least Abi was put through. The Over 25 category (Sharon's rabble) was next up, and there was some more concern among the people sitting in one of the chairs as better singers arrived on stage. Sam had the first seat, although she annoys me because at the outset of this competition she lied about being new to singing. Shouty women seemed to dominate the line-up, and the horrendous Shelley Smith pranced around singing 'Respect' before being told to sit down. Sharon then invited the woman's daughter up on stage to hug her mum. This was appalling, and meant that Sharon was hardly going to eject her later on after than - more's the pity.
Sharon gave away her seats quickly, being a wimp, and then had to do more swaps than necessary. Zoe, the last singer, was brilliant.
The groups were, in the main, dire as fuck. Brick City managed a very average performance (that's me being generous) yet got a seat. Rough Copy managed to do a slightly better job, even though one of the trio sat out, after failing to sort a visa on time (should he get through etc). NVS simply could not sing. Code 4 should be renamed Code Red, as they were dangerously awful.
The cobbled-together trio of misfits managed an unharmonious wail, but got through - probably because of over generosity after the three had been together for only a few hours. Nicole trumped all previous efforts to annoy with a drawl that was quite dreadful. Next of Kin let themselves down, and so the pain was over.
Louis took over the hot seat, and set about being a dick. The first up was Sam, who had no sense of timing, shouted with his strained noise, and somehow got through to sit down based on looks (?) Next Paul Akister sang and got through without issue. Then it was the Yodeler, Barclay Beales, who started singing 'Respect' and then murdered it by yodeling. HOWEVER, there was no need for the judges to be so offended and outraged at the performance. Sharon may well have never heard yodeling in 'Respect' but hang on, folks/judges, YOU were the cupid stunts who put through a yodeler to boot camp! Disgusting abuse of power and a demonstration of toying with people's lives. Shame on you for winding him up!
Alejandro got through, of course, and Ryan and Giles got seats. Tom managed to sing with an affected (and ineffective) style that did him no favours, so he managed to go home. Louis insisted on telling us all he'd made a decision [that's your fucking job, Elf] before spitting it out. The last up was Nicholas, who was bound to get a place. The others in the six seats adopted a worried look for the first time; yet at the end they all clapped. Alejandro lost out, and Louis proved he cannot make right decisions.
One thing I notice with clarity was the attitude displayed by those in the hot seats while watching new performers. There was a distinct sense of camaraderie and support from others in the teams for their 'opponents' in the competition - except, that is, in the Girls category. A certain level of bitchiness and selfishness was on display, whereas I saw some enthusiastic clapping from the other camps.
The format this year, the decision making, and the variable talent have all been as nauseating as Matt and Flack on the Xtra Factor.
Nicole even managed to say "Good job" to Elf, the silly woman.
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