Picture it. A lone, honey skinned, impossibly sexy matador stands desolate in the ring questioning all that he holds dear. He begins to passionately encourage himself to stay the course, to stay stead fast as he continues down his path of wooing the bull through emotional connection.
What? Don’t blame me, Ricky is the one who took us there within the first 30 seconds of tonight’s The Voice episode. His confidence shaken after Will took all the decent singers, Ricky was worried he had lost his touch. Then he caught his face in a reflective surface and was instantly reassured, that million dollar smile returning once more.
Fist up tonight is Carly from Sydney, Carly is Greek. She sings in Greek, she wears Greek inspired faux braces and shorts and even broke up with her boyfriend in, look you won’t quite believe this -IN GREECE! Carly sings and a chair turns, I forget who. I remember that Carly had some good teeth on her. Look if you actually want a legitimate re-cap, you are totally in the wrong place.
Truth be told I’m rushing as all the words previous to this have been a pre-cursor to me getting to write about “Stage Mum Kerri” in all her gloriousness.
Quite frankly I can’t believe she didn’t throw down with her tortured son Brandon to be the one who actually auditioned. S.M.K runs children’s parties, and from the age of two, Brandon has been forced to dress up as a child clown and attend other kids’ parities he wasn’t invited to and be a clown… A very sad clown, a clown who would return home after the parties to his secret fly collection that he was systematically pulling the wings off in a bid to to ease his pain.
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I must say that i tuned in last night for the first time ever just to aknowledge the Sympathetic Door Bitch.
She did a good job. Well done,thanks for making the process of opening a door easier.
I worry about her future and what will become of her once the blind auditions are over.
I hope there are bigger and better doors for her to open
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Oh Em, how I've missed these recaps. You're the absolute best thing about watching the Voice. Zombie eyes and flamingo heads had me snorting aloud - even made my hubby laugh (and he's not the least bit interested!)