tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105614.post-56753001270235422422008-07-09T19:48:00.001+02:002008-07-09T19:48:33.135+02:002008-07-09T19:48:33.135+02:00<B>Last choir standing</B><br /><br />Saturday night is synonymous with "Big Fat BBC Music Show" in this household. We searched for Joseph, for Nancy and Oliver, and now it's time for the best choir in the UK.<br />The first episode, the obligatory callbacks, promised a lot of drama: angelic gospel choirs, old ladies with songbooks, dressed up schoolgirls and a <strike>bitch of a </strike> matronly music teacher, a bunch of kids from Birmingham, the obligatory gay men's choir (singing <I>"Don't you wish your boyfriend was hot like me"</i>) and a lot of choral arrangements of modern songs (<I>Cry me a River</i> for instance). I don't know why, but I'm crazy about these kinds of shows. And I don't think this one will be an exception. <br />So for those of you without a life: you know <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/lastchoirstanding/">what to do</a> on Saturday evenings!<br /><br />Oh, and shockingly enough this is one BBC music show <i>without</i> John Barrowman! <br />The jury is about as annoying as three John Barrowmans though, but still, it's quite an accomplishment.Piglethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16644272482180927595noreply@blogger.com