DSDS Die sechste Staffel
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nee. dann hät ichs wohl kaum reingestellt.
naja, das ziel von dem ist ja, dass er aufmerksamkeit bekommt und ihn so viele leute wie möglich kennen
Quiet Storm
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Menderes war auch schon wieder mit von der Partie.
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Yinka Dare
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Irgendwie ist diese Show ein Phänomen. Alle schimpfen über sie, aber angeschaut wird sie dann trotzdem(zumindest die Casting), jeder kennt die "Vollidioten" mit Namen, usw...
Naja, ich bin ja selber nicht besser
Naja, ich bin ja selber nicht besser
Sizilianischer Hengst
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cosimo der checker vom neckar war natürlich auch da ! natürlich ist die show trash aber unterhaltend ist sie natürlich wirklich :laugh2:
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yuio444o
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See you
"Yea but coming from Dudley that's like 'I love you,'" said Harry, torn between annoyance and a desire to laugh as Aunt Petunia continued to clutch at Dudley as if he had just saved Harry from a burning building."Are we going or not?" roared Uncle Vernon, reappearing yet again at the living room door. "I thought we were on a tight schedule!""Yes -yes, we are," said Dedalus Diggle, who had been watching these exchanged with an air of bemusement and now seemed to pull himself together. "We really must be off. Harry -"He tripped forward and wrung Harry's hand with both of his own."\a151good luck. I hope we meet again. The hopes of the Wizarding world rest upon your shoulders."Harry led them all back into the kitchen where wow gold, laughing and chattering, they settled on chairs, buy cheap wow dold, sat themselves upon Aunt Petunia's gleaming work surfaces, or leaned up against her spotless appliances; Ron, long and lanky; Hermione wow gold, her bushy hair tied back in a long plait lord of the rings gold; Fred and George, grinning identically; Bill, badly scarred and long-haired; Mr. Weasley, kind-faced, balding, his spectacles a little awry; Mad-Eye, battle-worn, one-legged, his bright blue magical eye whizzing in its socket; Tonks, whose short hair was her favorite shade of bright pink; Lupin, grayer, more lined; Fleur, slender and beautiful, with her long silvery blonde hair; Kingsley, bald and broad-shouldered; Hagrid, with his wild hair and beard WOW Power leveling, standing hunchbacked to avoid hitting his head on the ceiling; and Mundungus Fletcher, small, dirty, and hangdog, with his droopy beady hound's eyes and matted hair. Harry's heart seemed to expand and glow at the sight: Hefelt incredibly fond of all of them, even Mundungus wow gold, whom he had tried to strangle the last time they had met. Harry looking for wow gold at the world..."Oh," said Harry, "right. Thanks.""Farwell, Harry," said Hestia also clasping his hand. "Our thoughts go with you.""I hope everything's okay," said Harry with a glance toward Aunt Petunia and Dudley."Oh I'm sure we shall end up the best of chums," said Diggle slightly, waving his hat as he left the room. Hestia followed him.Dudley gently released himself from his mother's clutches and walked toward Harry who had to repress an urge to threaten him with magic. Then Dudley held out his large, pink hand."Blimey, Dudley," said Harry over Aunt Petunia's renewed sobs, "did the dementors blow a different personality into you?""Dunno," muttered Dudley, "See you, Harry.""Yea \a133" said Harry, raking Dudley's hand and shaking it. "Maybe. Take care, Big D."Dudley nearly smiled. They lumbered from the room. Harry heard his heavy footfalls on the graveled drive, and then a car door slammed.Aunt Petunia whose face had been buried in her handkerchief looked around at the sound. She did not seem to have expected to find herself alone with Harry. Hastily stowing her wet handkerchief into her pocket, she said, "Well - good-bye" and marched towards the door without looking at him."Good-bye" said Harry.
"Yea but coming from Dudley that's like 'I love you,'" said Harry, torn between annoyance and a desire to laugh as Aunt Petunia continued to clutch at Dudley as if he had just saved Harry from a burning building."Are we going or not?" roared Uncle Vernon, reappearing yet again at the living room door. "I thought we were on a tight schedule!""Yes -yes, we are," said Dedalus Diggle, who had been watching these exchanged with an air of bemusement and now seemed to pull himself together. "We really must be off. Harry -"He tripped forward and wrung Harry's hand with both of his own."\a151good luck. I hope we meet again. The hopes of the Wizarding world rest upon your shoulders."Harry led them all back into the kitchen where wow gold, laughing and chattering, they settled on chairs, buy cheap wow dold, sat themselves upon Aunt Petunia's gleaming work surfaces, or leaned up against her spotless appliances; Ron, long and lanky; Hermione wow gold, her bushy hair tied back in a long plait lord of the rings gold; Fred and George, grinning identically; Bill, badly scarred and long-haired; Mr. Weasley, kind-faced, balding, his spectacles a little awry; Mad-Eye, battle-worn, one-legged, his bright blue magical eye whizzing in its socket; Tonks, whose short hair was her favorite shade of bright pink; Lupin, grayer, more lined; Fleur, slender and beautiful, with her long silvery blonde hair; Kingsley, bald and broad-shouldered; Hagrid, with his wild hair and beard WOW Power leveling, standing hunchbacked to avoid hitting his head on the ceiling; and Mundungus Fletcher, small, dirty, and hangdog, with his droopy beady hound's eyes and matted hair. Harry's heart seemed to expand and glow at the sight: Hefelt incredibly fond of all of them, even Mundungus wow gold, whom he had tried to strangle the last time they had met. Harry looking for wow gold at the world..."Oh," said Harry, "right. Thanks.""Farwell, Harry," said Hestia also clasping his hand. "Our thoughts go with you.""I hope everything's okay," said Harry with a glance toward Aunt Petunia and Dudley."Oh I'm sure we shall end up the best of chums," said Diggle slightly, waving his hat as he left the room. Hestia followed him.Dudley gently released himself from his mother's clutches and walked toward Harry who had to repress an urge to threaten him with magic. Then Dudley held out his large, pink hand."Blimey, Dudley," said Harry over Aunt Petunia's renewed sobs, "did the dementors blow a different personality into you?""Dunno," muttered Dudley, "See you, Harry.""Yea \a133" said Harry, raking Dudley's hand and shaking it. "Maybe. Take care, Big D."Dudley nearly smiled. They lumbered from the room. Harry heard his heavy footfalls on the graveled drive, and then a car door slammed.Aunt Petunia whose face had been buried in her handkerchief looked around at the sound. She did not seem to have expected to find herself alone with Harry. Hastily stowing her wet handkerchief into her pocket, she said, "Well - good-bye" and marched towards the door without looking at him."Good-bye" said Harry.
Hab heute Mittag mal durchs Programm gezappt und da hüpfte so ein grenzdebiler, dicklicher Typ über die Bühne, dem wohl Juckpulver und Ameisen in die Unterhose geschmuggelt wurden. Dazu "sang" er dann The Great Pretender. Zwischendurch versuchte er ein Klavier zu zerstören oder darauf zu spielen, ich bin mir da nicht ganz sicher.
Hier gibts das ganze als Video
Da weiß man ehrlich gesagt nicht, ob man lachen oder weinen soll. panik:
Hier gibts das ganze als Video
Da weiß man ehrlich gesagt nicht, ob man lachen oder weinen soll. panik:
Lachen, ich habe das gestern mit meiner Frau gesehen. Das ist mittlerweile eine reine Freakshow. Und dieser Holger ist schreiend komisch, aber wenigstens ein netter Kerl. Er wurde dann gefragt, wie anstrengend er die letzte Woche gefunden hätte.
Nicht so doll, weil es käme doch nur auf das Singen an. Klar die anderen überlegen, wie sie sich präsentieren, üben Schritte und er hüpft. Ein Graus für Beleuchter
Nicht so doll, weil es käme doch nur auf das Singen an. Klar die anderen überlegen, wie sie sich präsentieren, üben Schritte und er hüpft. Ein Graus für Beleuchter
PhilIvey
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wenn ich das nur gehört hätte hätte ich gesagt ja gar nicht mal so schlecht, auch wenn natürlich an Freddie mercury keiner rankommt. aber diese uninspirierte, spastische, unkoordinierte Bewegungen gehen ja mal gar nicht
Nachbars_Lumpi
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Also der Kerl singt an manchen Stellen gar nicht mal übel, aber seine Bewegungen auf der Bühne. panik: Joe Cocker auf Speed trifft es da ganz gut. Holger ist sympathisch, aber er merkt leider nicht wie er von RTL wie eine Sau durchs Dorf getrieben wird damit alle schön was zum Lachen haben.
Sizilianischer Hengst
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mich erinnert er immer ein bisschen an joe cocker wenn er ein bisschen was getrunken hat
Joe Calzaghe
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Also ich war ziemlich erfreut zu hören, dass der schmierige Marc geflogen ist, und nicht Annemarie (ich finde sie eigentlich ganz nett).
Als nächstes sollten Holger (wirklich ekelerregend, wie er, ohne es zu merken, als Clown der Show fungiert) und Vanessa Neigert fliegen.
Als nächstes sollten Holger (wirklich ekelerregend, wie er, ohne es zu merken, als Clown der Show fungiert) und Vanessa Neigert fliegen.
Ich denk mal die besten Sänger sind der Büchele und der Typ, der früher immer gemobbt wurde. Und die Schlagersängerin könnte man bestimmt ganz gut vermarkten, weil die irgendwie Profil und Widererkennungswert hat und was "Besonderes" ist. Holger Göpfter hat eigentlich nur den Kultstatus, der ihn vielleicht noch etwas tragen wird, aber als Gewinner kann man ihn sich schlecht vorstellen. Wobei in der ersten Mottoshow hat er garnicht so schlecht gesungen ( Oh darling!).