Woo! Semi finals of x-factor! We all know what that means! Another ta.. one more week left before we’re all scratching our heads at what to watch and shouting at the winner whenever they come on the radio.
This week is motown week. Hurrah. Then they get to sing a song of their choice that they think will keep them in. I thought it was more about the voice rather than song, but there we go.
Misha B opens the show with ‘Dancing in the Street’ in some haphazard outfit that looks like it was made by a child. Misha B is a very good singer and that cannot be denied, but let’s be honest, we won’t be seeing her in the final. *pulls sad face*
Next is pink haired Amelia-Lily who has essentially skipped half the competition because Kelly Rowland, for some reason, kicked her out. It’s a nice song, Diana Ross’ ‘Ain’t No Mountain High Enough’ and it feels as if for once Amelia isn’t shouting at me, which is a bonus.
Oh, Little Mix. Apparently we need a new girl band. And apparently it’s going to be them. The red haired one messed the words up, a bit, but it wasn’t as catastrophic as Janet’s mess last week. Kelly told them they need a ‘lead’ which is a shame seeing as they’re all pretty good. Did someone say Beyoncé?
Mum’s favourite Marcus croons ‘My Girl’ and oh how I’d happily be so, just to have his soulful voice sing me to sleep. However I’ll just have to make do with having to download off iTunes. Oh well.
Misha B returns to sing that P!nk song that has the underdogs feeling better about themselves. She looks like she’s smouldering at first, which is the only exciting thing about the song.
Then Amelia takes to the stage to sing that Avril Lavigne song that isn’t ‘Sk8r Boi’ which would have been far more interesting, but instead the bloody dreary ‘I’m With You.’ Yawn. She managed to yell the notes well and I’m sure Avril would be proud, but then again, maybe not.
Thank fuck for Marcus who livens it up with ‘Can You Feel It?’ he accompanies it with a few ‘woo’s like a PROPER popstar would. It’s probably not Marcus’ strongest performance of the series but oh well, at least he livened this part of the show up well enough.
Last to perform are Little Mix singing Beyoncé’s ‘If I Were a Boy.’ And if I were any more bored I’d switch channel, only I don’t for some reason. Louis tells them they’re like Girls Aloud, probably because they’re all girls singing manufactured pop. Why’s Louis allowed an opinion anyway, all his acts are gone. Sigh.
Tonight we’re treated to Justin Bieber and Kelly Rowland performing (haha ‘treated’). Little Mix start off the group song and it all goes downhill from there really. I can’t help thinking that as Marcus strolls onto the stage, surrounded by girls, Frankie Cocozza is probably sat at home sobbing out of
jealousy.
Fucking hell, what’s Bieber wearing? What’s he doing more importantly? Oh singing a boring Christmas song. It’s not that I’m not festive, it’s just that this song’s a crap. At one point he goes over to sing in front of Louis. Surely we weren’t the only household shouting “No! Get away from him, Beibs!’
‘You might notice one of the judges is missing’ says Dermot. I did indeed, captain obvious. My hope is that she’s trapped in a closet or something (courtesy of Tulisa). But she’s not, which is a shame. She’s also half naked and I’m trying to eat.
So, we’ll be seeing Little Mix, Marcus and Amelia Lily for the last time next weekend and then they’ll probably fade into oblivion. Misha B sings for one last time, with a nice little rap intro and I can’t help but think she’s been robbed, but robbed of what? We all know that the runners up do ‘better.’
Fucking hell, Coldplay next week.
