I’m borrowing a link from Available For Panto today and pointing you to The Bitch Factor, another X Factor blog worth checking out.

Why? Because they have the best strapline ever: ITV1’s The X Factor, through the eyes of three cynical viewers. WHOSE PARENTS ARE DEAD.

I laughed my ass off at that slogan, and long-term X Factor addicts who deplore the recurring sob stories will appreciate the snarky dig at the contestants.

Anyway, I read a couple of their posts (especially the one about no dead parents), and their sense of bemusement at the car crash that is X Factor is obvious:

Here’s Paris, who auditioned last year with her pretty little operatic voice, but is now BACK BACK BACK to enter officially. She’s a Scouser. Is this Liverpool now? Dermot, now with his tie done up nicely, gives her a kiss. Sharon pretends she remembers her and this hasn’t been set up at all. She sings two lines of I Will Always Love You, with a bizarre glissando cadenza.

These guys call it as they see it. Great blog and I can’t wait to see what they have to say about tonight’s X Factor.