Christina Aguilera And The American Public

So it seems poor Christina Aguilera can do no right at the minute. From the poor reception of her latest solo album which, even though it reached number one, to her apparent weight gain and most recently, her performance of the American National Anthem at the Super bowl.

But why is it that someone with such obvious vocal ability with a list of successful hits to her name has fallen out of favor with the public and especially the American public so quickly? With great lung power it seems, comes great lyric remembering responsibility. Forgetting the lyrics to your own National Anthem seems on one hand utterly impossible to do and then on the other so completely understandable.

But wait, who am I to judge? The press’s full body slam of Christina into the brick wall of musical faux pas was a wince inducing sight to behold indeed. It was front page of the metro. Tweets were being sent left right and centre calling her performance self indulgent, lazy and with many teeters lamenting the days of Whitney Houston’s Super bowl anthem it seems forgetting one line of the Star Spangled Banner has completely vilified Xina and put on the scrap heap, what was otherwise, a pretty powerful vocal performance.

It’s like the woman in Coventry who put the cat in the wheelie bin. You do not mess with the National Anthem in America and in England you do not put cats in bins.

I have been told that mine and Xina’s day to day routines do differ slightly.. I guess that I am not regularly expected to dance around in suspenders on stage with the late great Cher, (I live on the assumption that she sadly passed away many years ago during a routine face melting and has since been mechanically operated. The wigs hide the wires.) But my instant reaction to this news story was just:-give the girl a break. We all mess up. But it seems everyone has a little something to say about Ms Aguilera. She responded to the torrent of opinion by saying:-
“I got so caught up in the moment of the song that I lost my place.”

I’ve done that once.

I skidded and fell over outside a chocolate shop when I realized they were advertising for a shop assistant. I got so caught up in moment I literally forgot my place.

But who cares if I mess up? When I do it is a localized event, within a small radius of shame, it isn’t in front of thousands of people in the middle of a baseball pitch.

All you need to do is watch one England football game to see that no one, really, actually knows any of the British National Anthem past the word Queen. I used to think it was Jerusalem, silly me and I am sure there are still people dotted around the country that stand up with one hand over their heart when Corronation Street comes on.

I just think Xina had the wrong audience. Come over to England love, you can sing whatever lyrics you blimmin like just don’t put a cat in bin.