End of the game: X-Factor and the television stall

Lorenzo Sorbo

The last edition of X-Factor ended a few days ago, but my opinion remains the same: on average the competitors are much better than the so-called judges.

A few words about the finalists, to explain myself better. The very young Casadilego it has a voice that could even sing the text of a ministerial circular.

Casadilego

I Little pieces of marmalade they have such a powerful sound that, hearing them from behind a curtain, no one would imagine they are a simple drum-guitar duo. And what about NAIP? A boy not even thirty years old who dresses as an accountant of the land registry but proposes a type of anarcho-punk songwriting with stunning performances.

Little Pieces of Marmalade

But have you seen the duets with the so-called "judges" in the final? I found them embarrassing. For the judges, I mean. That shirtless hunk of Manuel Agnelli what a monkey Iggy Pop, in a sleek studio with a totally irrelevant song that you haven't heard since we played loud in the garages. The other "judge" Hell Raton launches into a stammering rap verse just to tell the audience that "he was there" and spoil the beautiful interpretation of Apartment with a Casadilego in very form on the piano. And finally the poor NAIP forced to act as Mika's wingman in his scandalous song  Lollipop which will be used by the "judge" only to pull up some nice copyright in prime time.

Manuel Agnelli

I wish all the best to these three finalists even though I think they will unfortunately be meteors. Simply because there is no public for them. X-Factor has this precise purpose: to create the right product for mass consumption. Luckily there are independent and little-known musicians who will always kick his ass.

Let's try to play a game. Imagine that X-Factor participates, for a pure temporal paradox, Fabrizio De Andrè. He sits down, picks up his guitar and begins to sing Prayer in January. Maybe he came in with a cigarette, one of his classic creased shirts, one eye more closed than the other. The judges look at each other and begin to think he's one of the usual losers. Do you think he would have passed round one like this today? I think they would have canceled it immediately. The truth is, X-Factor is like Sanremo, no longer deals with music, but is a television stall to make the so-called judges survive who often, let's face it frankly, are authentic parvenu.

Lorenzo Sorbo

 

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Lorenzo Sorbo, born in 1976. I studied violin and musicology. After many concerts around and several advanced courses, for several years I have been dealing with music criticism and research in the field of authors from the seventeenth century to the contemporary. I have published critical editions, musical dramaturgy studies and musicological articles on very heterogeneous topics that have appeared here and there. I have written reviews both in print magazines like “Amadeus” and on Webzine.
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