It’s rare our lustrous leader, Leigh Treweek, is able to string together a cohesive sentence on paper (please don’t fire me), but last night’s airing of The Big Music Quiz lit a fire within that saw the Creator of 'The Vibe' unleash a surprisingly accurate and hilarious review that may see DHS raid his home.
Here's a recap of episode one in all its skidmark-covered glory:
To say commercial television is devoid of music content would be an understatement. In fact, only last week I had to stay up until 11pm to watch the NRL Footy Show to get a little Violent Soho. So it was with trepidation that I thought I would gather the family ‘50s style around the TV so we could all watch The Big Music Quiz to see if just maybe by some miracle this music-based quiz show might hit the mark.
Well! If the mark was a skidmark on the jocks of commercial television, it was up there with my son’s first shit; those of you who have kids know the first one is a weird colour and possibly the worst thing you have ever seen. It stays implanted in your memory for life.
We all love music trivia – fuck, pubs are filled with weekly RocKwiz and Spicks & Specks events showing how it can be done. This, like most modern commercial television, was dumbed down to a level that was not even entertaining to my two-year-old, and he even loves the weird old lady dancing from that insurance ad where old mate thinks she's pregnant.
But seriously, why the dancing before every answer? Was it to create fodder for future memes about the death of television? I felt sorry for the contestants as I am sure they were embarrassed by not only their dancing but a lack of knowledge. And poor old Darren McMullen - who deserves to host a good show - he actually is a great host but no one could save this show.
Lowlight the fact that DHS may come knocking for the cruel and unusual punishment I put my kids through by making them watch it. There is no explanation for what happened last night; I am sure some of the artists would prefer not to receive their royalties from it.
