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Welcome once again to the live America’s Got Talent blog here at Nobody’s View.
As you know, we are a site devoted to opinion, inspiration, civility, and tolerance. So, why this weekly ritual with AGT? Well, first, it’s our guilty pleasure (life can’t always be so serious), and second, it fits right into one of our pillars: inspiration. America’s Got Talent features folks who are going for it in a very real sense. They are living their dream, come what may (also known as the big red “X”).
Doesn’t matter who you are. What you look like. Or where you come from. On stage, you’re all equal under the lights. That’s pretty great to me.
So, let’s join Piers Morgan, Howie Mandel, Sharon Osbourne, and Nick Cannon as they conduct the search for America’s next million dollar talent.
The soaked streets of Seattle kick it off tonight. Clouds? Check. Rain? Check. Nick on the Space Needle? Check. Talent? Well, we’ll see…
The show started with the crowd touching Howie’s head. Love it. I’m surprised he was able to continue with the show.
Comic Melissa Villasenor, an impressionist, led off the show. Tough way to make a living, but I say go for it! Her Barbara Walters wasn’t bad, I have to admit. I can’t really comment on her Miley Cyrus, but her Kathy Griffin was great. No “X,” the audience loved her, and high praise from Sharon, Piers, and Howie. Nice. You’re on your way Melissa Villasenor.
The A+C Twins came up next with their rendition of “My Girl.” Piers wasn’t enamored and X-ed first. Then, the boos rained down from the audience. Sharon held off. Howie laughed. Then Piers chimed back in with his own individual brand of honest vitriol.
Then, The A+C Twins called Howie a “hater.” Ah, yes. A challenge? Sure. Howie got up on stage and gave it a try. I have to admit, he wasn’t bad.
He was awful.
Does that make me a hater?
After this display was the obligatory parade of buzzed acts, some of which provided some interesting diversion and a chorus of “No” from the judges.
The buzzer only knows equality, my friends — it sounds over the just and the unjust.
Anita McCoy, 69, performed a hula-hoop baton trick after the break. A Piers X? You bet. Although, pretty impressive for 69-years-old.
An acrobat troupe from Kenya came up next — Zuma Zuma. They were spectacular, and performed unbelievable stunts without mats. The audience went wild, as if they wanted the act to go on and on. It should have. It was incredible. From Kenya to Vegas…a great trip.
The obligatory Orville Redenbacher plug flashed across the screen, then it was fingers to the remote to check out some of the sports games going on around the country. I’ll be right back after my channel tour.
Hopefully, my teams are winning.
Up next was Poplyfe — a group that just wants a chance to live their passion. Come join my blog, guys!
I loved the act. Why? Simple. No sensationalism. Just raw talent. The same raw talent we all have when we have true passion.
Piers suggested the lead cut the band loose. The lead? Well, her class shined through when she insisted she wouldn’t go to Vegas without them. Sharon, the deciding vote, said yes, and a true chance was born.
And, a true challenge was thrown down to Piers.
The Daring Jones Duo did some high-flying acts that were, well, daring, and they moved on. Sadie, age 8, rocked the house with a voice much older than her years. Jackie Evancho redux? Who knows?
Mauricio Herrera, a “showman,” says that he has had success in Costa Rica through music and television. Now, he’s brought his act to Seattle.
And, after a few brief moments of “Livin’ la Vida Loca,” he was on the brink. Howie convinced Sharon to give Mauricio a yes, and suddenly, what Piers described as “disco nonsense,” was on to Vegas.
Needless to say Piers was not pleased. I mean, he’s rarely pleased, but as the show went to commercial Piers insisted that “war” had been declared against Howie.
Ah, reality television. I don’t watch much of it. This is pretty much my limit.
But what a great limit.
After commercial, Howie put a vending machine in front of Piers’ dressing room. Piers was not happy.
The Paper Horn Man, a professional performer and one man band, arrived on the scene. Piers walked away from the judging table when Howie and Sharon refused to buzz him off stage.
Until Mr. Morgan returned, Nick Cannon and The Paper Horn Man performed a duet of “When the Saints Go Marching In.” Not bad!
Eventually Piers returned to cast his vote. Howie’s appeal for understanding fell on deaf ears. Howie actually called Piers the opposite of fun.
Luckily, no one’s ever called me that.
To my face.
Join us tomorrow for the two hour show when more performers continue the march to Vegas.