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:: Monday, August 16, 2010 ::

I waited till my flowers withered.

Special announcement!

你知不知道，你知不知道，我等到花儿也谢了。

Let's give a brief aside to this very famous ballad by Jacky cheung, because I've heard it on the tour bus twice, and it's stuck in my head. 

I never had a chance to REALLY listen to this song before, and now that I have, I understand why he's such a popular singer (or was, whatever.) 

Despite the cheesy lyrics, and the simple repetition of one line for the chorus, Jacky Cheung manages to infuse a sense of loss and longing in the sung words. The way Chinese songs are typically written, there is a lot of room for the expression of a singer's emotional repetoir. And Cheung is good at what he does; able to emote powerfully.

Perhaps I'm a little late at recognizing this, but the ability to emote vocally should be one of the hallmarks of a good singer, because this is what will make the audience, or even a casual listener like myself, sit up and take notice. Maybe even, if one is very good, fall in love a little.

I believe a lot of singers lose their 'touch' when they are too jaded to feel anything in their songs. They might be vocally powerful, but as they are unable to convey emotions, their audience loses interest. 

After all, what is more evocative than someone who can put into words, into song exactly what you've been feeling or have felt?

As in the words of another famous ballad: 'strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his song, killing me softly with his words...'  

(this gives me hope that no matter how epically bad my lyrics are, if I find a good performer, I'm set for life...)

Labels: Pop music

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