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Post by Lynnrose on Mar 27, 2012 8:45:49 GMT
Recorded this so I could fast-forward the 'boring ones' 
Fav so far....
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Post by Lynnrose on Mar 27, 2012 8:48:51 GMT
...and then this
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Post by elvisuk on Mar 27, 2012 13:09:54 GMT
Just got one word for this BORING 
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Post by Lynnrose on Apr 3, 2012 8:32:47 GMT
This week's favourites...
The Mend
Twist & Pulse Dance Company
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Post by johnnybee on Sept 18, 2012 0:30:31 GMT
Talking about talent competitions, I auditioned for the X Factor at the NEC in 2010 - didn't get anywhere, but at least I tried!
After Hilary went, I didn't feel much like singing or playing anything for quite a while - I sort of went into my shell and frankly, didn't do much at all.
'Owevva, an old Navy mate of mine who had the misfortune to lose TWO wives inside six years lives just round the corner from me, and he persevered in dragging me out of my black period, spending time round here on odd nights with me and hosting me round his house on others - a real friend of the highest calibre.
Shortly after he'd listened to me going through a few numbers that had been 'special' to Hil and myself, the gaffer at the local started a Karaoke night on Thursdays, and Dave put my name down to do a couple of songs - unbeknown to me - one of which was 'Nights in White Satin' by the Moodies.
Thus having been put firmly on the spot, I got up and did both numbers - Christ knows how, I can't even remember doing them - but the crowd loved them, and kept badgering me to do some more.
That started a regular spot for me on Thursdays, and I used to vary the songs week by week to appeal to all ages and musical tastes; it's too easy to keep doing the comfortable stuff, but if you want to entertain people you have to push yourself to learn new material and do it well.
Sooo, at the ripe old age of 62 I joined the queue outside the Arena, watching Dermot O'Leary geeing up the crowds and playing up to camera like a good 'un; five hours later, we were shepherded into the Arena building and packed like sardines at the far end of the auditorium while Mr Cowell's staff conducted ad-hoc hearings in canvas-covered booths at the stage end.
Three hours later I got my big chance, doing an a'capella rendition of Radiohead's 'Creep' for a lady with a clipboard and what looked like a stopwatch on her pendant necklet - didn't look good, but given some of the noises I'd heard in the car park during the initial wait it didn't surprise me!
Whatever, she asked me to do another; this time I did Neil Diamond's 'Play me' - again a'capella - which she seemed to really like, rocking around on her stool like a good'un, so I honestly believed I had a good chance of getting somewhere.
At her indication, I sat down beside her and she began to fill in some details on her proforma list; questions like 'have you any previous experience in the music industry' and 'what is your preferred genre of music' were deal with fairly easily, but when I referred to my Navy service and my more recent community service as a local councillor, her attitude changed, very suddenly.
From being friendly and accomodating she went to being stiff and almost abrupt, the upshot of which was that she put two strike lines through the proforma and informed me that 'you're not the kind of candidate we're currently looking for - sorry but you've been unsuccessful this time'.
Precisely what she meant by that remark is anyone's guess - but I have my own ideas on that one!
Hey-ho, that's life I guess - but I still wonder how some of these so-called 'performers' get onto BGT and the XFactor to start with; some of them really are dire - laughable even - so what the hell are they trying to achieve by putting them through?
Anyone else have any experiences of this sort of thing?
JB.
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Post by Lynnrose on Sept 18, 2012 4:34:12 GMT
Not me JB, but what a shame, would have loved to have seen you on there!
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