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I accidentally won a ticket to tomorrow’ night’s Netguide awards.

The Netguide awards are funny. They’re sponsored by the very same companies whose websites usually end up winning the awards. And when people do win the awards, well, they put out a press release but award certificates don’t tend to take pride of place on a wall of fame, but rather end up gathering dust, stacked on top of a filing cabinet (true story!).

But it seems like the actual event, the actual awards ceremony itself, might be a bit of fun, Well, it’s hosted by Jaquie Brown and she’s funny and cool, so at least that might work out. I’m hoping there’ll be some sort of goodie bag situation going on, but given that most of the sponsors are websites and ISP, I’m guess that there might not be much decent stuff to be given away.

Also, I never really liked Anthony much on “Australian Idol”, but I just saw him sing “On the line” and I was like “OMG! WTF! Unf!” and now I don’t care if he wins, as long as he doesn’t turn into a Celine Dion man.


I saw a bit of “Behind Australian Idol” tonight. It showed Guy and Shannon planning what songs they would be singing for the grand final. I can’t remember what Shannon’s picks were, but Guy was working on “I’ll be there” and “Crazy in love”. “I’ll be there” is a traditional sweet ballad, which he’s sure to nail. “Crazy in love” is a bit risky because not only is it a recent single, but it was originally done by a woman. But as long as he doesn’t try doing Jay-Z’s rap in the middle, I reckon it’ll bring the house down, especially the bit that comes after the rap – in the video it’s where Beyonce gets all wet. So yeah, I’m excited.

I was watching the phone-in request show on C4. Some guy from Ashburton phoned in. Teuila, the host, was making small talk with him, asking what he was up to that night. Nothing much, he said. Then she asked him what was going down in Ashburton. Nothing much, he again said. She quickly went on to ask him what song he wanted to request. It was “One” by Metallica. And sometimes people wonder why Ashburton has such a high youth suicide rate.

The “One” video was followed by Mr JT’s “Rock Your Body”. Well, it cheered me up.


The first episode of “Australian Idol” was on TV tonight. In some ways it’s going to be like all the other Idols around the world, and didn’t let me down by having plenty of hopefuls doing the “woo-oooh” emotional warble. But on the other hand, it did have a unique Australian flavour. At one point the two hosts were singing an altered version of “Asshole” with some of the unsuccessful auditionees.

As usual there were the really good singers and the really awful singers. At one point a chubby, pierced neo-punk chick auditioned. She sang horribly, and I assumed she was just having a bit of a laugh, sticking it to corporate exploitation television. But then the mean judge told her she was terrible and she got all teary-eyed. Oops.

I’m impressed by the judges, particularly Marcia Hines. She doesn’t suffer from the terminal niceness that Paula Abdul is plagued with. One auditionee was singing so badly (and so earnestly) that Dicko the evil judge burst out laughing, and Marcia soon followed. But not only is she not afraid to tell it like it is, she can also sing. At the end a losing group of hopefuls asked her to sing and she sounded so amazing that she made people cry.

This is good reality TV. It’s fun to watch and it gets really exciting when it gets down to the final ten. The very first Popstars show, from which the Idol shows evolved from, came from New Zealand (yes, we all remember TrueBliss). So why can’t something cool like this happen in New Zealand?