New Zealand’s got talent was quite an interesting
experience. Whilst I have been sworn to keep the outcome a secret until the
final was broadcast live on TV (Sunday night), experiencing it live was quite a
special experience.
For anyone who doesn’t know by now, Clara Van Wel won.
Without question, Clara was the best performer. Talented, intelligent and
mature beyond her years, she outshone her competitors during top three's rendition
of Gotye’s ‘Somebody that I used to know.’ Her song ‘Where do you find love,’
which she performed in the penultimate week won her the competition. As great
as some performances were, nobody could match the dashing young girl from
Marlborough.
Seeing a television show being filmed became rather strange.
After four hours of watching patiently, sitting in anticipation, the show came
to an end. Even for a finale, everything was rushing by rather quickly. There
was a double take gone on almost every sequence, except for Dane Rumble and
Evermore’s performances, which was a pity, considering how brilliantly they
performed. Whilst management people whizzed around everywhere, a rather
hyperactive emcee was bouncing off the walls with all sorts of whimsical
festive energy. It was also his job to get everybody up clapping, doing
standing ovations and the sort. Some people seeking a microsecond of fame would
have found this filming quite the experience, although I can’t see myself going
back to a filming like that anytime soon. Far too fake and overhyped for me.
The three judges were also receiving non-stop attention from makeup after every
single take. Like most television related things, a lot of the requests made on
us as an audience were plasticised rapturous applause, jingled stare fests at
Tamati Coffey talking, or peeping through
As it was my first time watching it (aside from seeing a few
blotched auditions), it was promising to see that New Zealand does have some
very fine performers. Many felt that J Geeks had been cheated out of a finals
spot but playing with fire can only get you so far. New Zealand’s favourite
singing granny put in a commendable effort…on a highlights reel.
Overall, being part of a live studio audience had both good
and bad elements to it. Good because you got to see everything being done in
its raw footage. Seeing Tamati blotch his lines, watching the drama unfold
live, alongside the raw, unedited reactions of the finalists, the performances;
everything. As I've explained above, there were some down sides too.
Watching the show live makes you appreciate the slick
television editing that much more, although the editing has a fair way to go before matching the likes of X-Factor and American Idol.
The information
Statistics New Zealand conveniently leaves out
The other night at a friend’s 21st, I bumped into the
charismatic, rather pleasant Sean Topham. He will go far in politics if he
stays loyal to the National Party.
Like most people associated with the Young Nats, I disagree
with Sean on many things, especially the centre-right political status.
Nonetheless, it was rather enjoyable arguing with him about important issues.
Most prefer to dismiss conservatives as old fashioned and antiquated but Sean
listens carefully and puts his points forth convincingly (even though I
disagree).
There seems to be irony aplenty . The alcohol drinking age
consensus is quite divided among people within National and Labour.Like many of
his cohorts in the young Nats, Mr Topham seemed taken aback when I told him I
believe that many 18 year olds are providing alcohol to their younger
schoolmates. To him, this figure was “less than 10%.” I beg to differ and
believe this statistic is far higher and with a proper investigation, this
statement can be properly backed. Teenagers are not often pinching liquor from
their parents’ personal stash. Often they source out older friends to provide
them with cheap booze.
Alongside the sheer ignorance of many 18 and 19 year old
teenagers, who often flock to the overrated Freguson bar at Massey or Deep
Creek Brewery in Browns Bay, there is a consensus young people can do fine under
the current alcohol laws. Yet again and again, it is young people causing
trouble. Again and again, young people who are involved in the drunken driving
car crashes. If these statistics were recorded, maybe those supporting a lower
drinking age would be a bit more questionable of how irresponsible young
drinkers are. The problems may begin at 15, 16,17, but they carry on far past
those blissful years of ignorance.
What’s that, no one’s
watching the Rugby?
Obviously, gambling money away is no longer sufficient for
that shrivelled, manky Rupert Murdoch. With his empire’s decision to prolong
the rugby season and have it run almost non-stop from February to December, the
player’s wellbeing is barely intact. Injuries are no longer one off occurrences
from heavy contact. Not getting injured is seen as weird. Super Rugby only
stops in July (rather than May for Super 14). Who’s benefitting from it?
Many great rugby stadiums struggle to fill up halfway to
capacity. Eden Park, which was stuffed with 60,000 people for last year’s Rugby
World Cup Final, became the laughing stock of the competition, struggling to
seat more than 10,000 for the Blues games. Then again, the Blues were awful
this year.
The quality of Rugby has not gotten better either with an
extra team competing. Get rid of the Rebels and Lions (or Kings) for good. 13
good teams competing in the toughest domestic rugby competition will revitalise
an interest in New Zealand’s national game.
Rather than hearing “Right, time to watch the footy,” it’s
“Oh, more rugby.”
Lose the money spinning stupidity or lose an audience of
loyal viewers Murdoch. You decide what’s better.
I hear that the
alleged comedian Russell Brand made an appearance in New Zealand. He’s never
struck me as somebody who has a genuine wit about him or a particularly funny
person. It was funnier hearing that hundreds of people had bought tickets to
his show. Too often, his jokes are nothing more than a slew of stupidity. Some
people may genuinely find it funny. I can concede that. Everyone has a
different sense of humour. But Russell Brand has his own sense of humour; one
which he picked up on some distant planet, well outside the Milky Way.