Paije knew as well as everybody else that from week one he never stood any chance of winning the competition. The judges were either non-plussed or daft in their comments about him and it always felt like he was making up the numbers. But he seemed to enjoy the ride while it lasted and at least he won't have to go back to sweeping up popcorn. Well, not for a few years anyway.
Why didn't the public take to her rendition of John Lennon's 'Imagine' on Saturday? It might have been the dodgy staircase staging that Simon Cowell got a bee in his bonnet about. She may never have been that popular with punters in the first place. But more likely, it was the fact that nobody could quite take 'Get My Swag On' Cher purring out a hippy-dippy, peace-for-the-world, anti-war 1970s tree-hugging anthem. It was like watching Dizzee Rascal doing the 'Birdie Song' or asking Rebecca Ferguson to cover the Sex Pistols. It just didn't make sense. None of the judges appeared to understand that and Louis Walsh even suggested that she should have brought some hip-hop style to the track ( "Imagine no motherf***ing guns, yo, get your swag on, ring-a-dingin' Lennon"). Re-arrange the following words and you'll get our thoughts on the Irishman's suggestion: Spinning, John, Grave, Lennon, In His.
Don't get us wrong, we actually thought Katie's rendition of 'Help!' was the best performance on Saturday night. Plus, now Nicolo and Aiden have gone, she's the most intriguing act left in the competition. Obviously Matt and Rebecca could mop the floor with her vocally, but great popstars aren't always great singers. But sadly for Katie, she could go out and perform a composition by Bach, a pitch perfect Pavarotti cover and sing the Alphabet backwards while gargling some water and she'd still be called a faker, a wannabe and various expletives by the general public. A combination of honesty, desperation, bad press, some unhelpful early VTs, a precocious performance style, an ever-growing list of dodgy barnets ("this week Matthew... I'll be Frodo Baggins), a tendency to forget her lyrics, Gamu and a sexual history with The Apprentice's Michael Sophocles have ruined her X Factor chances. Her fans shouldn't get too downbeat about this. We suspect her showbiz career is just getting started.
Were you surprised to see Paije go? Who were you favourite acts on Saturday night?