Here in the UK (and USA too I believe) we have a little show called The X-Factor. 100′s of 1,000′s turn up for open auditions to be the next big pop music find. They perform without instruments before a celeb panel of Simon Cowell, Danni Minogue, Louis Walsh and Cheryl ? from Girls Aloud? (She’s new this year – Sorry Cheryl if you’re reading this – we love you really)
After getting a yes, they go onto boot camp where they perform in rows of 5, some get thru to day 2, others do not and go home.
Second day, the same process pretty much.
Yesterdays boot camp day 1 was extra stressful…..
After ‘getting through’, they were all called on stage and told that in 1 hour, a third of them would be going home! After the hour their names were called out and they were sent to one of 3 rooms – basically one room would be going home.
The TV cameras rove around the tearful and pretty stressed out bunch – this is good television after all – the hopes of single mums wanting a better life for themselves and their child, the chap whose wife died a year ago after their daughter was born, the ex drug addict whose put their life back together, the girl who lost 20 stone in 2 years and wants this chance so much…. the list goes on.
Recently I blogged about the Antidote to life but what these guys are going through doesn’t even begin to compare i fear. Talk about cutting atmosphere’s with knifes.
This is only the second stage – they do this again tomorrow – singing for survival those luvvies in TV voiceover land call it before they whittle them down yet again and take a selected few off to their private houses. Even then, only a few will get through to the live tv shows where the public decide by phone vote who gets through, who goes.
We all watch it of course – this is good TV after all. We want tears and heartbreaking stories don’t we?
Am I the only one who thinks this is just all a bit much?
I still watch it – we like to see a winner after all.
My point rather belatedly is a health one really. Rather than debate the TV spectacle versus an individuals rights ( I know they’ve signed up for it so must expect it), what is this amount of stress doing to these poor people? How do you go back to normal life after getting so close? Some give up their jobs, their college etc to pursue the chance of fame and fortune. But surely their must be some professional help on offer – especially for those that get to the live shows?
The judges are looking for faultless performance every time but how can you relax enough to achieve that when so so much is riding on your 3 minutes on the stage? What do you reckon and if you were there, how would you cope with the stress?