All Posts Tagged With: "XFactor"
Truth & humiliation at the Millennium Stadium…
By overwhelming demand, Harry Harvey continues the harrowing tale of the sacrifice of his Ego on the altar of XFactor.
While Women’s Beach Volleyball is my spectator sport of choice, I have also watched on television innumerable sessions of young men in shorts engaged in vigorous body contact at the Millenium Stadium, and it has always seemed to me a vast space – a verdant savannah surrounded by a mighty wall of Welsh persons in national dress of red rugby shirts, waving daffodils and leeks, and singing a lot. But, bizarrely, the place turns out– like Her Majesty the Queen and Sylvester Stallone – to be a great deal smaller in real life than you’d imagined.
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Horror and degradation in the Millennium Stadium
I’m sure I’ve mentioned on this blog my commitment to the pursuit of truth – fleeting and everlasting – through personal engagement. You won’t read here any commentaries delivered from the comfort and safety of my own armchair, like those of other observers who are content to sit and grumble about the horror and degradation of reality TV shows without ever experiencing them at first hand. Now that these seem to occupy half the schedules on most channels, and with all the fuss about Susan Boyle, I thought I should, on behalf of those who follow this blog, and to satisfy my own indestructible curiosity, expose myself to the potential humiliation of an audition for one of these shows. And so, being the possessor of what has kindly been described as a pleasing baritone voice, last Saturday I took myself off to auditions for the X-Factor at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff.
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Noddies, teledeceptions and Susan Boyle
I wonder if any of you recall that fuss – when was it, a year or so ago – about ‘noddy’ shots on television interviews? These were clips filmed and inserted retrospectively by television interviewers, which were intended to give the impression that the interviewer was reacting thoughtfully to what was being said (although he/she was probably groping frantically for whatever the producer had told him to ask next, or, possibly, thinking about where he was going to have a drink afterwards) and going on to ask the next question, as if, extravagantly, there were two cameras covering the event. It was felt that viewers needed sight of the response to believe the interview was genuine – essentially, a lie to create a more convincing version of the truth.
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