Saturday 23 January 2010

Popstar to Poperastar

Do you live for Il Divo? Do you need a daily hit of Jenkins as bad as an X Factor contestant needs some self-esteem? Is Rhydian some sort of god to you and not just some creep with silly hair?

Well, then you might love Popstar to Operastar. I do.

It has pointless judges, a low budget, patronising mentors and contestants that sing obscure songs like Nessun Dorma or Summertime. It's as if The X Factor is still on every week. Between that and American Idol (with its legitimately good contestants) my TV week is sorted.

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