Lets get things straight. Australian Idol shits me to tears. Wannabe singers destroying great songs (and a huge number of shitty songs too) all in an attempt to garner a craptacular record deal that will be absolutely worthless and provide no longevity in the music industry (hello Casey Donovan, medical receptionist).
The fact the Kunty Kyle Sandilands managed to get his sizable arse fired from the show did nothing to excite me this year. It was just bound to be the same shit every Sunday night until the 17 year old Hill Song devotee is announced as winner.... boring.
Then they announced the new judge last night. Mr Jay Dee Springbett;
Wow. The ex-pat pom, R&D man for Sony BMG London is my type of man.
Baldy head? Check!
Nice and tall? Check!
Hot accent? Check!
Penis? Um, hopefully check!
That's all I need really.
He apparently is on the chunkier side of hunky (40 inch waist....meh), and is a dedicated family man (bugger), but I think he is one hot looking guy.
He looks like a shy, non-egotistical gentleman that would buy you breakfast the next day as a thank you for the many, many, many hours of hot man sex where he does horrible, nasty, sexy things to you as he whispers filthy nothings in that hot pommie accent into your ear.
But sadly, even with this hotness filling my TV screen, Idol still just isn't worth watching.