Iggy Azalea is some dumb broad from the boondocks who couldn’t judge a flea jumping contest on mangy dog’s ass. Where do these fruitcakes get off slobbering and spluttering on national TV over an equally dumb band of misfits who make out they can sing or dance. The whole show seems geared for a hometown reunion of a gang of spazos recently paroled from a jukebox asylum.