Practice makes perfect. But nobody is perfect. So why practice? – Ai Ai de las Alas in Ang Tanging Ina Ninyong Lahat
"The greatest fan of your life.
...greatest fan of your life."
I did my best sans enough preparation and practice. But regardless, a day and a half of practice can still make a difference as compared to not practicing the piece at all. I just kept in mind what I’ve learned from my high school glee club teacher, “understand the song, relate to it, and convey the message”.
Though there’s still a hint of stage fright, the good thing was that I didn’t forget the lyrics and I was able to finish my act. I took a bow, said “Thank You” and then gave the microphone back to Mr. Emcee.
The rain stopped, the sky started to clear up and the sun was about to bid farewell. The results were not yet out until one and a half hours later when all 34 performances finally wrapped up. While the judges are on deliberation mode, two production numbers from previous “Idols” entertained the impatient audience. It’s like watching a basketball half-time show.
The first “Idol” is a lady at her late twenties. She’s about 5 feet 6 inches tall, dark brown-coloured short hair and a facial feature reminiscent of the actress Aya Medel. She was a bit hesitant to perform at first because aside from it being an impromptu act, she was delightedly eating her Pancit Palabok at the judge’s table when Mr. Emcee surprised her that she’ll be singing for the audiences’ delight. But since no one can escape Mr. Emcee’s power of persuasion, Ms. “Idol” gave in. She sang her own interpretation of Faith Hill’s “There You’ll Be” from the movie Pearl Harbour.
The second “Idol” was a power belter, a class act. Her looks reminded me of Marissa Sanchez and her voice is comparable to that of Frenchie Dy. She awed the audience with her rendition of one of Whitney Houston’s classics, “The Greatest Love of All”. Because of her wide vocal range, she was able to hit the high notes with ease. She doesn’t even need a microphone to amplify her voice! During the last few minutes of her song, the cordless microphone ran out of battery. “Hala hindi kinaya ng mikropono ang boses nya!”, I said. But because she’s a total performer, she sang all the way to the last and highest “Find your strength in love”. The Pinoy audience meanwhile, known for being the hardest to please and the laziest to give standing ovations, gave her a thundering round of applause.
Ten to fifteen minutes were spent acknowledging the presence of the sponsors who helped made the event possible. For the nth time Mr. Emcee enumerated the prizes that awaits this year’s Pinoy Idol.
“...Some thousand Singapore dollars and a Philippine TV guesting in Unang Hirit, S.O.P. and Master Showman (Airfare sponsored by Cebu Pacific…It’s time everyone flies.)...”
At last, the votes are in. Deliberation is now over. The judges, in spite of their differences and personal biases, finally came up with the list of 12 grand finalists; the elite circle of Pinoy Professionals with hidden
“Aside from our top 12, the judges decided that we should include two wildcard finalists”, it was the surprise announcement of Mr. Emcee. He mentioned this “twist” during his opening spiel.
“Aba talagang ginaya nila sa American Idol, may wildcard wildcard pang nalalaman.”, I said to myself.
“The wildcard finalists will serve as ‘reserba’ kung sakaling bago ang Grand Finals ay may umuwi ng Pilipinas mula sa ating top 12. Halimbawa, may emergency at kinakailangang umuwi o kaya naman ay natanggal sa trabaho...Recession pa naman ngayon, mind you.”, explained Mr. Emcee.
“Ah.. kaya naman pala...Okey...”, I was convinced. Is Mr. Emcee some kind of a Legilimens?
“And now, our top 12 in random order”, Mr. Emcee continued.
*Cue suspense background music, heart-pounding sound effects ala Starstruck.*
One by one, the names were called:
And finally, number twelve. Two wildcard finalists left, a boy and a girl. The girl was called first and then, completing the circle, the last human to join the pack, the last piece of the puzzle, the missing link. He is no other than...
...that other guy.
IT’S NOT ME.
Yes, I never made it. For me it was curtains down, lights off. Happy feeling’s gone. My shattered dreams and broken heart.
Well, not really. Of course I joined because somehow I was hoping to be recognized and be able to reach the finals. Who wouldn’t want that? First of all it’s a competition and the thing about it is that there will always be winners and ‘better luck next timers’. There will always emerge as the best among the rest. I gave my best, but I guess my best wasn’t good enough (thanks to James Ingram). I thought, not winning in my first time of joining a talent competition should not stop me from doing what I love the most. I guess I’ll just have to charge it to experience. Learn more and strive to be better. Two things that I’ve learned from this experience is how to conquer your fears and believing in yourself. Before I joined the search, these were the things that I’m lacking.
So do what makes you happy and share even the smallest of talent that was given to you.
Kanta lang ng kanta. Ilabas ang boses kahit saan manggaling. ^_^
The grand finals will be on the 29th of March. I say good luck to everybody and break a leg!
Taken last January 10, 2009
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