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Once they’ve been eliminated, the singers have to perform in front of everyone.

The object of the game is to whittle down the group of singers one by one, by eliminating the duffers first. Like The Masked Singer before it, there’s untold amounts of fun to be had at the reveal. However, the amazing thing is that, despite going in expecting to hate it, I Can See Your Voice contains some of the most joyful moments I’ve seen on TV of late. It looks like the sort of thing you would only watch drunk, and out of spite. On paper it is gaspingly superficial, cynically derivative and annoyingly repetitive.

On paper, I Can See Your Voice should represent a brand new low. Together we can beat this man.īut back to the show. Producers, please blink twice if you’re in danger. Either I’m wrong and Nick Lachey is much, much, much more famous than I ever realised, or Nick Lachey has somehow found a way to blackmail the entire television industry. After Love is Blind and its infamous “Obviously I’m Nick Lachey” introduction, I’m convinced that one of two things is happening. Very quickly, on the subject of celebrity detectives, what on Earth does Nick Lachey have on the television producers of America? He’s on the panel here, alongside figures like Arsenio Hall and Kelly Osbourne, but he’s introduced as “music superstar Nick Lachey”. Get it wrong and nothing bad happens whatsoever. Get it right and a member of the public wins some money. They lip-sync (to their own voice if they can sing, or someone else’s if they can’t), and a team of “celebrity detectives” have to guess their vocal ability. We’re shown six performers – who for some reason are never referred to by their name, preferring instead to go by monikers like The Golfer or The Mathlete – and are told what might be real or fake biographies about them.

As well as being the sort of thing that a serial killer from a bad 1990s thriller would whisper in your ear immediately before murdering you, I Can See Your Voice is a new Fox show that hauls a succession of poor saps to the fore and tries to determine whether or not they can sing based entirely on how they look.