Sure, some of the kids are talented enough, but you can be certain that their mics won't be set at the appropriate volume. Volume. Now there's a word. There's a word that means nothing to girls aged 11-14. Their tones know no boundaries and my eardrums are writhing. There is no A/C in the auditorium. At least, not one that is turned on. I'm sorry to say but the majority of the contestants would leave American Idol in tears after Simon berated them for even thinking they could sing...but with kids, you know, you've gotta be supportive. Even if that means telling bald face lies. This show should just be renamed "The Singing, Dancing or Playing an Instrument Show", because that's all there is. Not one acrobat, magician or stand up comedian in the whole bunch. I went to be supportive of my own kiddo, and of course I am proud. That is what you do when you're a parent, you go and sit through this crap for the 3 minutes of glory that is your own offspring. Then, you do the "Ducking out at Intermission" move if you were lucky enough to have your kid perform in the first act...as was the case with me. Thank the Lord.
I will admit that I did take about a million pictures of the event. Here is my shot of the day, I think its a stunner.
MM
Ready to Sing - © 2011 Melissa May Curtis

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