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waxing lyrical @ blogspot v1 - introspection.
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Monday, April 21, 2003There's this Super Idol show that I've been following for a while now. It's somewhat like American Idol, heck it probably is a ripoff from that show. Anyhow, I've always supported this contestant, Jenny Yang because she has this quality about her, where she is able to touch the hearts of the audience. Including me.And she was voted out. When it was already down to the final 3. If she had made it into the final 2, she'd have the chance to release an EP from the songs she had recorded earlier on. And the best part is, the show wanted her to ruin the record so that would be no chance of any albums being released from what she had made. She cried. Her producer cried. The audience cried. And I cried. It was so heartbreaking. To have to destroy the product she had created after hours of hard work in the recording studio. To see her struggling to do so. We all felt her pain. Even her producer walked out of the studio, because he was too distraught. He was the only judge that didn't vote for her. Because he saw what we saw. Her sincerity and determination to make it as a recording artiste, alone in Taiwan while her family's far away, the improvements she's made over the months, always touching us with her songs. Sometimes our dreams fail to materialise. I can only hope we have the strength to bounce back, and find it in us, somehow, to move on with our lives. 01:40 |
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