The night my Voice broke
For the last three weeks there has been a strong sense that unless you were performing some sort of essential service at 7.30pm on a Monday night you were watching The Voice.
The ratings were mega. The love for the judges (well, the male judges) was overflowing. The talent was dazzling. And people who’d sworn off television talent shows were drawn back in.
Anticipation for last night’s first live show was frenzied. More than 2 million of us tuned in. And then the wheels fell off. Perhaps the charm and talent which had set The Voice apart from its competitors was the product of slick editing. Or maybe it’s the vagaries of live television.
But all of a sudden Seal’s sex appeal became more than a little bit creepy, as he smooched his young contestants in a way that your kindly uncle really shouldn’t.
Joel’s enthusiasm had people asking if his was drunk. Delta’s decision to inflict a wind machine on one of her team members top trended on twitter.
The only judge to come out of last night’s show unscathed was Keith Urban.
And that’s all before we start talking about the singing.
In the lead-up to last night’s show the one thing many people claimed as their reason for watching The Voice was that the contestants were all incredibly talented.
During the pre-recorded battle rounds there were some stellar performances.
Last night, not so much. Nerves might have had a big role to play, plus what sounded like slightly dodgy audio. But there were missed notes, awkward starts and some daggy dancing.
It was more cruise ship than cool.
Not that you’d know by listening to the judges’ verdicts, which were all unanimously over-complimentary. The niceness of the whole thing has been The Voice’s hallmark up to now, but what these amateur singers really need is some constructive criticism.
Next week Team Kieth and Team Joel have a lot of work to do to lift the standards. And if Seal could be strapped to his seat while the girls perform, that could help too.
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