The X Factor finished up the week with me a bit confuzzled. I loved it last night. But tonight? I saw some cornball moments and … just so many deluded people. I know, I know. It’s all part of the fun. But they really pushed it with me. Look. We, the audience, are not stupid. We know that the producers wouldn’t put all bad talent through to take up the judges’ “valuable time.” (That term is questionable in Nicole Scherzinger‘s case. Anyone who spends one day in Dallas and starts saying “ya’ll” all over the place? I don’t trust that you will not hear me gripe about her throughout the Joyous Holiday Season, when this show is scheduled to end. I apologize in advance. The holidays make me cranky anyway. Except for Halloween, of course.)
I can’t believe the difference between the premiere and tonight’s show. Now I’m rather vacillating, and I’ll tell you why.
I’ve been in the performance industry for a long time. I did a national show for PBS for eight years. (Best fun of my life, by the way. I was lucky.) I’ve done radio for quite awhile, on and off. And! I’ve had amazing, just amazingly awful “droughts” as well. The kind where you question yourself. Even if you’ve had success in the past that was recognized by awards and stuff.
My point? If, low these many years, someone in The Know told me I sucked and should move along?
A. I would have known it before I even put myself out there. Here’s an example. I’m not the best cook. I try. But! Inevitably I set the smoke alarm off, or season things weirdly. I like to dabble though. Does that mean I should go on MasterChef and talk a huge game and then get pissed when the judges tell me the truth?
B. Yes, some of these contestants are young and don’t know any better, I suppose. But really, with no age limit (unless you’re under twelve) a lot of them aren’t good. How can you delude yourself so badly? Do we all lie to ourselves this much about something? If so, I’m scared. Hold me!
C. Okay, I will admit that sometimes it’s entertaining to see the before packages. “People think I’m a pop star! I’m in shape and dress fashionably!” Or … “I know I’m going to travel the World and bring my talents to thousands of people!” And then … they make engine noises, flop around, growl, scream, swear and the like. However! I must say it again. They’re overloading me with it all.
As far as the whole “girl who cast a ghost spell on the entire production?” Staged and insipid. I am sure that Pauler does in fact see spirits though. And drinks them, too.
So what did you think of tonight’s show? Am I just crabby? It has been a long week for me. I auditioned for “Jersey Shore” on Tuesday. Spent all my rent money to get there. Then, they had the nerve to tell me I live in Michigan, and am the most Irish looking girl they’ve ever seen.
Jerks!
Clacked by Tara Shrodes
on Sep 23, 2011 @ 02:12 EST5EDT
