Say what you like about ‘Britain’s Got Talent’, but I’m loving it.
I hate the likes of the ‘X Factor’ which encourages youngsters to aspire to fame rather than talent. It reveals a lot about the person when they’re asked why they want to win and they reply, “I want to be a star”, rather than a singer or artist.
I know BGT is also full of wannabes desperate for fame, but it is not just about singers and has other talents in there too, as well as some hilarious moments, a lot of them provided by the brilliant David Walliams and hapless organist Graham Blackledge - who is surely this century’s Frank Spencer.
I’d love to see him in a sitcom, he’s hilarious. He reminds me so much of the Geordie hotel porter from Alan Partridge.
Also, being a West Lothian lad, I was rooting for the adorable Paige Turley to follow in SuBo’s footsteps but, alas, it wasn’t to be, although I think we’ll hear more from her in the future.
Walliams’ bro-mance with Simon Cowell has been very enjoyable. I love camp humour and Walliams is the absolute master. He’s been one of the main reasons I’ve watched it as his patter has been brilliant.
But the true stars of the show for me have been opera duo Charlotte and Jonathan.
Despite being told to ditch his partner by Mr Nasty (Cowell) after their first audition, Jonathan stuck by his friend and it paid off big time.
Their performance on Monday night’s show was hair-raising and emotional, and, when music does that to you, you know it’s special.
Instead of thinking about the fame he could have got from going solo, humble teenager Jonathan chose friendship, telling us a lot about his character. I hope they win.