Wednesday, 16 September 2015

BRITAINS GOT A BEE IN ITS BONNET


Jesse Jane McParland does her little ninja thing joined on stage by a plethora of masked ninjas; no-one says a thing.
Boyband strut their funky stuff as girls primp and preen behind them in tight red leotards and no-one bats an eyelid apart from to say that maybe they are a little bit distracting.
Chloe Louise Crawford twirls her un-named dance partner across the stage before flinging him up towards the ceiling without thinking it might have been polite to acquaint us with who he is and what he does for a living whilst Jamie Raven transports a helicopter to the stage by the power of magic alone although the gent sitting in the cockpit might have a different story to tell on how it came to be there if only we were allowed to speak with him.
 Old men grooving are supported by a cast of many but isn’t it strange how nobody seems to think it’s a bit rude of them not to introduce us to anyone at this wedding day they appear to be gate crashing.
And there’s that gospel choir appearing from the wings again to support many a vocalists towering crescendo at the climax of their song before disappearing once more into the darkness without so much as a thank you for bolstering up my harmonies that might otherwise have sounded really quite reedy in this echoey O2 arena.
So isn’t it a little bit hypocritical all this fuss everyone is making over Jules o Dwyer’s use of a little canine extra in her and Matisse’s  B.G.T  Final performance in the shape of her aforementioned doggy chums best friend when other acts have bolstered their two minutes of fame with anonymous helpers albeit of the human variety.
Chase may have had to step in when Matisse’s fear of heights got the better of him and yes maybe it would have been better to admit to a little stunt doubling but surely the talent without which the name of the programme would be redundant, is in Jules case that she truly has an affinity and skill with her canine chums to get them to do these things that do so tug at our heartstrings.
For if you think of the old adage about dogs and teaching them new tricks, getting one to walk a tightrope is certainly no mean feat .
 
 
 
 
 

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