I swore it wouldn’t, but it did. I got sucked in to reality TV.
Until just a few minutes ago, it was a normal day. I worked. I went to Toastmasters. I came home and watched my General Hospital. Then I sat down to do a few things online and thought I’d multi-task by watching my recordings of The Good Wife from last week and this week. It turns out last week’s recording of The Good Wife was an episode of NCIS, and there was no episode tonight. With no other recorded shows to watch, I had to resort to “live” TV and happened on The Voice. Oh my word.
Four singing coaches – Adam Levine, Christina Aguilera, Cee Lo Green and Blake Shelton – sit with their backs to the stage. A contestant comes out and sings. The coaches can hear the contestant but cannot see him or her. If a coach likes the sound and wants to work with the contestant, then the coach pushes a button, indicating to the contestant, “I want you on my team.” If more than one coach pushes the button, then the contestant gets to choose between the coaches. I am hooked.
What I love is the absence of negativity. Everyone does his best. No one is embarrassed. Almost no one is criticized. Almost no one is negative. I say “almost” because Christina does tend to jab at the other judges a bit, especially Adam. I wish she would stop that, but at least she isn’t jabbing at the contestants.
I am hopeful the show will remain positive. I may even be inspired to sing and dance around my living room, which is saying a lot because I am scarred by an incident of my youth. Back in 1987, when Tiffany was a big deal, I sat in my childhood bedroom, behind closed doors, singing “I Think We’re Alone Now.” I sang happily to myself until I heard laughter on the other side of my bedroom door. These days, I barely sing in church because every time I open my mouth, I hear that laughter.
But right now, fresh off The Voice, I’m feeling inspired. And Bread and Butter don’t laugh. So here goes:
“Children behave. That’s what they say when we’re together. And watch how you play. They don’t understand and so we’re running just as fast as we can. Holding onto one another’s hand. Trying to get away into the night and then you put your arms around me and we tumble to the ground and then you say: I think we’re alone now…”