I've tried to find a polite way to say it, after receiving the link from nine or ten friends, some of them show biz professionals, but the truth is I'm just not that thrilled. I want to say to my friends, really? Close your eyes, listen, think! It's an adequate voice, singing on pitch, with a microphone to make it bigger, with no particular nuance or expression, not even a so-called "legit" head voice, but a belting voice.
As a veteran -- okay, old -- American stage actress, in particular, having spent a number of years on the road with the national tour of Les Miserables, I am struck by our current fascination with Susan Boyle, the apparently sweet woman from Scotland who has sung "I Dreamed a Dream" on Britain's Got Talent. Okay, sure, it's wonderful that a mousey little unknown gets to sing for these three people, and an international audience. And I'm told, the sensation is all about the "surprise" that anyone who looks like she does can sing "like that." I repeat, what surprise? Just a reasonably pleasant (young-sounding, perhaps too young for her age) woman's voice singing on pitch.
I'm a pedantic party-pooper, I guess, but I really take issue with the entire process. The whole thing smacks of Simon and his lot elevating their opinions to the level of the gods on Olympus: yes, my dear, we have spoken, you are good. (And please, was it absolutely necessary for his two colleagues to point out that "everyone hated you"?)
Still, it's a great story. The greater story would be if someone actually offered her a role in a West End musical like her idol Elaine Page. Which won't happen. Apart from the ultimately ordinary quality of her voice, there's her looks. Amy Wilentz wrote about this in the L.A. Times yesterday, pointing out that "dateability," as she calls it, runs second to talent in this kind of competition.
That's certainly true, but again, she misses the point. The point is, Susan Boyle isn't that good. Wilentz actually compares her to Piaf, which is simply ludicrous -- Ms. Boyle hits the notes all at one volume and smiles most of the way through her sad song, making a single repeated arm gesture. And the song, which Wilentz lauds as a perfect choice for Boyle, is about a great lost love, a terrible abandonment while too young to cope. Piaf's life, perhaps, but not exactly Susan's, if we are to go along with the Wilentz's and others' automatic judgment of her as a virgin, or a loveless frump.
This is something else that bothers me in all this: the fact that many of us cannot believe that 'unattractive' people have sex. Yes, Virginia, all over the world, even in this country.
It's not bitterness talking, well, not entirely. I'm just so very blue about the way our view of what constitutes "quality" has degraded in the last few decades. It's the whole hyperbolic nature of show business -- everything has to be FABulous, giGANtic, aMAZing. I know I'm not the first to say it -- still, you have to drop a chandelier to have a long-running show on Broadway, and to do well at the movie box office usually requires wholesale mayhem with THX sound. There are no drawing room blockbusters. It's all about quantity over quality, noise over substance, vocal size over vocal nuance.
While I don't find Susan Boyle's voice to be extraordinary in any way, the circumstances of her rise to fame are, and this is my point. We seem to reserve our fascination for extremes only rather than carefully considering the actual substance of whatever performance is presented to us. We prefer emotion to analysis, feeling to thinking. Feeling and emotion are wonderful and necessary to a life well-lived, but there must be a balance. After all, the absence of analysis or thinking gives us bad entertainment and idiot presidents.
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1. With the pitiful hand Boyle has been dealt and her meager resources, it's clear she accomplish
2. This is the public's way of shouting "we're sick of cloned hackneyed stereotype
3. The TENS OF MILLIONS of tears shed over this ONE PERFORMANC
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I cried too. A wake up call for HUMANITY.
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Bitter much?
"You expect nothing, and then she opens her mouth and you get three or four of the most exciting moments I have ever seen on television
SIMON Cowell, Piers Morgan and Amanda Holden all have given the thumbs up to Susan Boyle's rendition of "I Dreamed a Dream," now clocking more than 50 million hits on YouTube.
But - moment of truth here - what does the man who wrote the song think?
"I think of Edith Piaf," says lyricist Alain Boublil, who, with composer Claude-Mic
"Piaf was a small woman who looked like nothing. And then she opened her mouth, and this beautiful sound came out."
"You expect nothing," says Boublil, "and then she opens her mouth and you get three or four of the most exciting moments I have ever seen on television
"You cannot plan any of that. My wife was crying when she saw it. Even the most cynical people I know have been moved."
"I Dreamed a Dream" was one of the first songs Boublil wrote for "Les Miz" in 1979.
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Ms Buelteman is a profession
I do not give the proverbial rat's behind what Susan Boyle looks like or if Simon Cowell has pulled the wool over our eyes or not. What I care about is that her voice pleased my ear. I had about given up on there being any new recording artists' music I would actually buy or listen to.
Cry Me A River and Killing Me Softly please my ears and my brain so I will be one of the ones who rushes out to purchase Susan's first CD. I will no doubt go see her in concert if I am lucky enough to have her come to the Spokane, WA area. I like her personalit
What I don't find charming is anyone telling me I'm deluded for liking the way the woman handles a song. To each his own. If you don't like her, fine. Don't buy her CD; don't listen to her at any point. But don't tell those of us who enjoy her that we are being led down a path. I can think for myself and don't require anyone else to tell me what is "good" or not.
Sorry, Anne. Ms. Boyle will go down in history and you will go down in obscurity.
I cannot think of any great musician who didn't work like the dickens to become great. Can you?
Also, what is "talent"?
I'll choose to ignore most everything else in her article but will keep this one this one perspectiv
Can you really be surprised at a few quivers in her voice or some slight 'volume issues' as Anne suggests?
If you are going to critique her voice, compare her to other amateurs or other contestant
The more I reread this article, the worse it gets. The author even criticizes the song choice because she says it is about lost love, which supposedly isn't appropriat
Also, the writer states that Boyle will never be offered a role in a West End production