After months of waiting for series 10 of the X Factor, months of constantly checking my countdown app, (I'm not joking) the best entertainment show on TV is back, and with it we welcome back the Queen of opinions, our favourite controversial judge, always good for the unexpected, Mrs Sharon Osbourne.
As we lose these opportunities for communal and crucially non-judgemental music-making, we are allowing singing to be redefined as a 'talent'; something you can either 'do' or you can't. And nowhere is this more obvious than in the media.
What I am hoping to see this year? Well, I think a mixed group will do well. I also think the boys section will be very strong again this season and as we know, the first ever series started with an 'overs' victory, so will we get a repeat on the 10th show?? Time will tell on that one.
It's been revealed the X-Factor mogul can expect a special delivery in around seven months after married socialite Lauren Silverman is said to be pregnant with his child. But will the multi-millionaire playboy be ready for diaper duty - at 53? He's no spring chicken, and the egg and spoon race at school could prove a challenge.
Every night my mother would put us to bed to classical music, my younger brother would fall asleep instantly, but I was different and I couldn't sleep until the record was finished. I would secretly leave my room and stand in front of the mirror that was in the long corridor next to my room and I would dance and pretend I was Montserrat Caballé in La Traviata.
I was asked to attend the memorial service for Stephen Lawrence at St Martin in the Fields, a beautiful church in Trafalgar Square on 22 April and I was so honoured to be a part of something so significant and so positive, despite how tragic the reason for gathering was.
For four years JLS followed a formulaic schedule of a lead single release every summer, followed by a less radio friendly ballad in the final quarter of the year, allowing their follow-up conveyor belt 12-track album to be released just in time for Christmas upon the peak of its momentum.
On Wednesday it was announced that JLS the boy band that became loved by thousands after appearing on the X-Factor five years ago are going to split up after their final tour in December. But is this just a chance of getting a publicity boost and making people dash out to buy some memorabilia while it is still widely available?
The problem with The Voice is that it's full of double standards and contradictions, shifting notably from what the shows principles were initially laid out to stand for.
As an artist you go through different stages of your career, one that requires you to be on the road and under the limelight. The other one where you hide yourself for many months whilst you write music and prepare the new material that describes where you are, both musically and artistically.
The talent show derives its sense of fairness by appropriating the apparatus of democracy. We vote for our favourite singer (or at least the one with the most sympathetic cancer-related anecdote) and they are duly elevated to the plutocratic realm of celebrity, however transitory their tenure.
He's conquered the world of TV, but is Simon Cowell ready for a change of direction as he fronts a campaign for better healthcare? It could be the most unlikely career turn around than the Terminator Arnold Schwarzenegger becoming Governor of LA.
This is a particularly special year for me as I am planning to become part of the action. I have been intending to enter a TV Talent show for so many years, I can hardly remember when the delusion began. Be it The X-Factor, Britain's Got Talent, I'd Do Anything or Any Dream Will Do (I was badly advised there) it has long been a dream of mine to win a commercial primetime trauma-vehicle.
So I've discovered using the power of research that all racism is baseless. Racism is based on the belief that one race is better than another, and it's just not true. Never ever. Which is a massive statement. Usually when someone says 'never ever' it's complete rubbish, and they actually mean, 'all the freaking time'.
The Brit Awards 2013: a masterclass in politeness, pleasant behaviour, modesty, good old formulaic pop music and accomplished banjo strumming for anyone over 21. Their mother's would have been proud. But that's precisely the point, their mothers shouldn't be proud.
Overwhelmingly I find that cultural silos exist more outside of the classical or operatic field. The charge of cultural elitism against people who love the classical arts is deeply ironic when I think of the many I speak to who partake of little more than Robbie Williams and X Factor.