
Image: ITV.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ITV go from making fantastic evocative, gripping, touching and harrowing documentaries to this. The Choir That Rocks, is ITV clearly taking a cue from Gareth Malone’s series The Choir from BBC Two. I’ll admit I wasn’t very keen on that but at least the BBC was original and Malone was determined, well presented, posh but not in an antagonising fashion. The Choir That Rocks is just the opposite. Highly glossy, almost Americanised in its output, it made for a boring, predictable hour long viewing.
The effort is headed by Caroline Redman Lusher, a woman who’s name echoes greediness. Redman Lusher runs Rock Choir, an organisation that has more than 8000 members. Rock Choir aims to be an exciting and empowering outlet for its members to sing pop hits in a choir-style. ITV describe it as so: “For many of its members it is a stress-busting inspiration, giving them life-changing experiences they never thought possible. ” Now I don’t know about you but that just echoes the ‘Cowell Factor’ to me.
If you thought that too then you’d be correct. Just look at what’s to follow in the coming weeks: “Over the series compelling stories will unfold and engaging characters will emerge: the plumber who practises his choirs’ dance routine while he mends a leaky boiler; the teenagers performing their version of a Pixie Lott song in the classroom; the 24 year old who has finally found her confidence since being knocked by childhood bullies, the retired husband and wife who enjoy attending the choir together and a women battling cancer who gains strength from her fellow choir members.“
I put that last bit in bold. You can just see the producers faces, can’t you? Nothing sells better than cancer to a TV executive. As if the whole singing in an arena wasn’t good enough. What’s more empowering than a woman with something as terrible as cancer, gaining strength from her fellow choir members? Nothing, that’s what.
You know how I feel about this dreadful programme. Watch it if you like, but the similarities to Gareth Malone’s series on the BBC quite frankly take the piss. It’s like a dumber characature of a series that already looked to inspire, only this time with ITV’s trademark polish of heartwarming inspiration that didn’t need to be there. To be honest, I’m struggling to see why this series was even commissioned.
Dear Adam Crozier, sort it out. This is as bad as Don’t Stop Believing on Channel 5 last year.
Link: ITV Player.








