There
was little love between Delta Goodrem and Seal last night on The Voice.
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Siobahn Duck, The Herald Sun, reports
Sit down Delta.
Those three little words from Seal reignited the anti-Goodrem campaign on Twitter last night.
It’s no secret that Goodrem has her haters. In the early days of The Voice the blonde judge was slagged off for handballing decisions to her co-captain Darren Hayes and for, what many people deemed as, being fake and too perfect.
But I thought we were over that. Clearly not.
The blonde judge was back in the Twitter bad books last night for her daggy dancing, lengthy standing ovations and slightly nonsensical speeches.
Some even suggested that all this brazen behaviour may have been the result of a few too many pre-show drinks.
But things really came to a head when Seal - the man of many ovations - told Goodrem, in no uncertain terms, to sit down after she dared to intervene in one of his lengthy post-performance pep talks with her contestant, Craig Cunningham.
The incident followed an awkward moment when Goodrem
busted Seal and fellow judge Joel Madden questioning her choice of Smells Like Teen Spirit
for Viktoria Bolonina.
Clearly, no-one is allowed to steal Seal’s thunder when it comes to rocking out the bad dance moves or giving overly-long standing ovations.
God help Delta if she starts inappropriately manhandling contestants too. That is Seal’s domain and we all know it.
The only one to upstage Seal and Delta’s spat was Keith Urban and he wasn’t even in the studio.
Appearing via satellite from America (where he was making-good on a concert he’d committed to do before signing on for The Voice), Urban inadvertently gave us a peep at his undies.
It didn’t take long for #Keithsundies to start trending and to become an official handle.
It joins #deltasglasses and #joelstoothpick.
I wonder if Seal is miffed that his glirt (the weird shirt that morphed into gloves that he wore last week) has failed to make the grade so far.
You’ve got to admire Urban’s commitment to the show. It was 2am in the states, it’s a wonder he didn’t nod off mid-sentence.
He must have been praying that Tricky Business started on time.
First up, were the eliminations. Urban lost Jimmy Cupples and Tang Paa. Joel lost Laura “crazy-eyes” Bunting.
Hardly surprising, Bunting was the bookies’ favourite to get booted off the show after she murdered Goyte on stage last week.
Bunting blamed her refusal to get a tattoo with the rest of Team Joel for her ousting.
The rest of us blame her terrifying performance.
“I’m glad the other judges are there to hug them and let them know I love them,” Keith said as his axed contestants left the stage.
And you just knew he was talking about Seal. That man loves to hug, and touch faces, and star longingly into people’s eyes. And that’s just at the bank.
Leading the live performances was Chris Sebastian. He did alright - though his hair was a tad Fuhrer-esque for my liking.
Do yourself a favour Chris, follow your brother’s lead and go the fro. Loose the deep side part.
Next was Dani. She was also sporting a new hairstyle and had left the wind machine in Delta’s garage. She wanted to show she was cooler than her last performance.
Instead she showed us she’d make a pretty good Vanessa Amorosi impersonator.
Delta explained that Dani comes from a “moving background” and wanted to show that by dancing a bit? Huh, don’t we all?
Seal chose a sultry Bacharach number for his beautiful young protégée, Emma Birdsall.
The pretty, 20 year-old was the woman who made Seal leap to his feet and dance in the audition rounds. It wasn’t pretty.
I suspect he’s choosing slow, sexy numbers for her to sing because he doesn’t trust himself to stay in his seat if she does something up tempo. Dance is his Achilles heel.
Post-performance, poor Birdsall was again seized by her touchy-feely mentor.
Trapped in a steel-like hip-grip (a new move, that has seen the face-grasp phased out from the repertoire) while he looked deep into her eyes to tell her she had moved him.
“I felt it. I believed in you,” he whispered. Yes, Seal speaks in song lyrics.
As expected, Fatai, Karise and Rachael Leachar all drew praise for their efforts.
All three manage to sound convincing singing songs that are usually performed by women with far more life experience and maturity than any one of them.
But not every performance was stellar. The Russian, aka Viktoria, appeared to have stolen Prinnie’s dress backstage, also donning green sequins for her performance of Smells Like Teen Spirit.
I’m no grunge lover - by any stretch - but to take Nirvana and give it whimsy, a saucy edge and sequins seemed a huge mistake to me. Kurt Cobain never struck me as a musical theatre man.
“You’ll either love it or hate it,” Viktoria said of the controversial reworking of a classic. Well, I’m in the latter camp. I hated it. Sorry Viktoria.
Last night the poor contestants were also made to perform their coaches’ greatest hits with the coaches themselves.
For Delta’s group it was Born to Try. Obviously.
She sang it better than all of them. And she played piano. And wore a sparkled headdress. What else would you expect?
Seal, meanwhile, wheeled out Kiss From a Rose. Again. How many more times are we going to have to endure this song from 20 years ago? It didn’t make sense then and it doesn’t make sense now.
Surely it’s time to get some new material. Maybe he could use some of the words from his pep talks as inspiration? I believe in you, Seal. Just an idea.
Over on MasterChef Australia, Kath (the loud slurper) was sent home for committing the ultimate crime against cakes - a soggy, raw middle.
Last night, Kath, vest-loving Andrew and dessert queen Julia were challenged to cook Maggie Beer’s grape cake, wafer biscuit and ice-cream in just 90 minutes.
It was always going to be a tough ask for seafood specialist, Kath who is an instinctual whirling dervish in the kitchen not someone who likes to measure and mix by the book like Julia.
Things got off to a bad start for the amiable, noisy eater when she neglected to put the sugar syrup in her ice cream until her fellow contestants pointed out her mistake.
“Let’s hope this is my only misstep for the day,” she said, as she merrily added said syrup.
Alas, no. Worse was to come, like when Beer pointed out her cake was still raw. Really raw. Despite the fact that she was the first to get hers in the oven. I’m not sure how she managed that.
Kath’s wasn’t the only soggy cake. Vest-loving Andrew was also having a nightmare with his baking efforts. Time let him down.
His cake collapsed - oozed even - in the middle, but he was saved by his caramel and the fact that his cake was slightly more cooked.
Andrew was showing the signs of stress, visibly shaking as he served his undercooked cake to the judges.
It’s a shame because Andrew really went above and beyond to be a team-player.
A hairdresser by trade, Andrew decided to “show his support for the other contestants by straightening their hair.”
I wonder if athletes do that for each other at the Olympics before a race. If so, that suddenly makes organised sport sound way more appealing to me.
Though I can’t imagine there’d be much call for that kind of “support” the swimmers’ village.
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