Within these two days alone, I must have received at least twenty invites to watch a clip of an elderly woman wearing a drabbed piece of frock sing 'I dreamed a dream' Les Miserables....and I watched it THAT number of times. Susan Boyle. She wants to be like Elaine Paige.
Chorttle, goes the judges.
You know what I think? I think her kind of voice and singing is fantastic but you can probably find about....oh, I don't know, another million others who can sing like her....some perhaps better. Her singing is fantastic but it's not awesome to the extent of it being out of this world.
Before you slam you, listen to me.
What I am trying to say is that there are many others out there who are mechanics, construction workers, secretaries, water filter factory workers, CEOs of large international companies, nannies, teachers, young teens whose parents are against entertainement industry who have the same or better singing voices. And yet, we judge them before we hear them. And based on what?
On how they look, that's what! Because Susan Boyle does not look EXACTLY like Rihanna and does not wear knee-high boots and have perty tits, she was viewed as a cross-off instantly. I'll get to that later.
The value of Susan Boyle's performance is not in the fact that she sang phenomenally well but she gave that wide, childlike grin and said, "I want to be like Elaine Paige" when the judges asked her why she was here, on 'Britain's got Talent'. She's got balls to say that. Given a lot of people, they would have said something along the lines of 'Oh....my grandfather enrolled me' or 'My bestfriend threatened to burn down my home if I did not come here tonight'. And when she was done, she waved to the crowd who had previously scoffed at her with forgiving eyes.
The many reasons why I am in and out of the entertainment and performance industry is for the same reason. We love the applause of the audience and for our talent. But the loathsome entertainment industry the world over is like this - you got tits, can't sing, fine. On the other hand, 'ma'am, aren't you getting carpet burns with your tits dragging around like that?' you are OUT before you can sing a note.
It takes someone with 'balls', pardon the pun, to stand up there with that cheeky grin of hers and hope wrapped up in fire and enthusiasm to 'wake us up', just like one of the judges said. Everyone wrote her off with an 'Oh no, make it short, please'.
The value of that performance is in her hope and DREAM of going up there and showing the world that she's CAN be like Elaine Paige only if she was given the chance, the training and guidance. Short skirts, gyrating hips, pulsating moves, slinky moves.....sigh.....that's shallow. That's when you want to look at the dollars and cents. But when you want real entertainment where the value far outweighs what you see before your eyes, you want someone like Susan Boyle.
I mentioned earlier that there are many others who can sing the way she does or better....how many of them would actually stand up there and say, 'I wanna be so-and-so'. Susan Boyle is one of them. William Hung is not.
But all the time same, both of them's got the kind of balls most of us don't.