Mahathi: நீங்க பாடினதுல அங்கஅங்க சின்ன சின்ன mistakes இருக்கு. Correct பண்ணிக்கணம். மத்தபடி OK. [A few minor mistakes need to be rectified. Overall you did fine]
Contestant: Yes ma'am
Mahathi: So நான் உங்களுக்கு...(a yellow lamp glows) [I'll give you a yellow.]
Specificity seems to be the middle name of this straight shooting nightingale. Making money shouldn't be this simple. Sadly, it seems so.
Image is from here.
Yeah... but the straight shooting nightingale also seems to be a qualified carnatic or playback singer who can spot in a jiffy the difference between a right and wrong note, beats missed and tunes being messed up. Quite frankly you need a martinet like her to cut short every Joe Blow who waltzes in there eager to let loose an array of sounds. Agreed, a select few manage to strike a chord with their zest and the zing in their pitch, but in a sample size of say 100, more than 90 are rotten. And to make matters worse, this "Super Singer" show has now spread to every demographic. Switch to any Tamil channel in the evening and all you get is either an adult or kid singing "abaswaram" in front of a disinterested audience. Are we really that starved for playback singers that we need to farm the entire population? Ilayajara must be thinking back in those days I managed to do with just one fellow and he seems to be doing just fine now... :)
ReplyDeleteAll of this coming from from a gent who imagines he's SPB the moment he opens his mouth. Hypocrisy seems to be the middle name of this straight shooting blogger!
(Kalyana Malai Kondadum Penne...)
And the painful impersonation continues...
-- Atmarajan.