Thursday, January 10, 2008

Singing for Biscuits


It’s official. ABC has lost the Idol franchise to GMA. What was once known as Philippine Idol will now be renamed Pinoy Idol so that the media Goliath, to which ABC never even stood a chance to begin with, can stake a claim to churning out the first Pinoy Idol, the winner of Philippine Idol being now reduced to being the first and only Philippine Idol. So there is now a difference between being Filipino and Pinoy? That’s just absurd (or is there a rule that you have to change the contest name if it changes networks?).

For as far back as anyone can remember, Filipinos have always been regulars at singing contests. The smallest communities would have annual events where contestants would croon on crepe paper decorated stages and vie for the grand prizes—cans of biscuits, gallons of all you can drink orange juice, packs of imported soap and bragging rights.

I was in the central part of town last Sunday and got a rare glimpse of this nearly extinct part of Filipino culture. Kids, mostly from the lower sectors of society, were lined up dressed in nearly ancient Sunday clothes their mothers might have worn before them. From the way they nearly busted the speakers, I could tell they were all intent on bagging whatever pack of goodies was at stake. Unfortunately, the contest that would have drawn crowds in the past was probably only attended by the contestants’ direct family members who didn’t mind going home without their ear drums.

People who would’ve been there if there had been no Big Brother “senseless night” probably now prefer the regular contest fare that media giants try to shove down our throats. With a little advertising and a lot of hype, Filipino singing contests are now also contests on who has the most friends, who has the least clothing, who can scream the loudest and who is the most pitiful. Yes, in contests these days, you need to be pitiful and to be pitied to actually bag the first prize even if your middle name is Notalent, Outoftune, Copycat or Secondchoiceifididntlookhandsome. The real winner is actually whichever network would rather send the whole nation into the arms of mediocrity than lose their ratings.

The worst part about our modern contests is that many of us are only a quarter proud of some of the real talents who actually win just because they don’t belong to the network that we watch (in the Philippines the last five words is roughly the same as the network that has fooled us the most). This is why we now have a would-be Pinoy Idol who isn’t the second but the first and who is apparently of a different species than our Philippine Idol.

Sigh. Maybe it’s just me but I do wish we could have those old biscuit contests again when we were a young, simple and uniformly proud nation that had friendly T.V. networks that didn't fight over ratings.

*Photo Notes: That’s my mother in that photo. She was quite the winner back then. She probably ate too many cookies and drank so much juice that her genes mutated—the same ones she passed to me. That’s why I’m nowhere near as sociable, cute and huggable as she was. :)

4 comments:

  1. grace's secret son buddyJanuary 14, 2008 at 10:53 PM

    So your mom was really like that? Wow... I don't talk about my mom too much is fear of evealing to many resemblances in character... hehehe...

    I remember hearing that you can sing eally well... hmmm

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  2. haha. resemblances in character? hehe. but i have other guesses why you don't talk about ur mom :)

    yeah i can sing but i'm nothing like my mum. that's why i don't fear talking about her. There is no resemblance whatsoever :)

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  3. grace's secret buddyJanuary 22, 2008 at 8:29 PM

    Oh, everythings straightened up in the family now. My only problem is my super human ability to show affection that can be compared to a pumice stone... hehehe

    Btw, i wanna hear you sing...

    Prove me wrong that you'd sing emo songs if given the oppurtunity...

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  4. hehehehe. emo songs huh.....

    actually my voice is meant for low pitch ballads but i don't like ballads very much cause they're so.... well, let's just say they're so emo-tional. if i had a different quality of voice i would definitely go for alternative.

    nah, i can't sing in front of people anymore. i kinda lost my confidence.... :)

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