Reading NC's post about DD made me think about the difference the TV that we have today and the TV during the early 90's.
I can appreciate a good rendition of a song, enjoy it, and some of those songs make it to my Mp3 player, and some into my mental loop.
So with so many good songs around and so many singers and to be singers around Iam a little dazed. My distant relatives, people you have known or been introduced to during a family function or still some friend of some relative of some close friend turn up on the telly.
So now we have have a whole new set of people who would introduce themselves as relatives of the tube celebrity.
Mallu TV channels are having a gala time, its reality show time. You jump channels to see some new hopeful crooning some song. Some youngsters with hopes, some vague person to dish out some comment, a handful of studio audience, cakes of make up, glittery costumes and some camera antics and ahoy we have a talent hunt.
Some presenters are such gems that they can neither speak english nor malayalm properly.Some attempts at speaking english are disastrous. I have had the bad fortune to be listening to one of them on telly waxing eloquent about his tryst with fame and anchoring, "I have confident, to host the show and to entertain everybodys". Some are so hilarious that I have forgotten those valuable lines spouted by the great anchor.
How in the first place did you make the cut and start doing those shows? Either you follow a written format or just speak in the language you are most comfortable in. Rather than giving the viewers a hard time figuring out which one is correct and challenging their mental capabilities and senses.
At the end of the show, you are left out to think which part of your brain was supposed to be entertained by these shows and which part of your brain has been overloaded with visual and audio inputs.