Lyca is the one and true champion of The Voice Philippines Kids Edition. Does she deserve it? Yes. Is my opinion debatable? Yes, it is still debatable because we respect that funny invention of the Greeks called ‘democracy’ and that hilarious thing invented by Westerners called ‘freedom of speech’.
I would like to address the 100,000,000 horny people in that fun-packed archipelago in
Asia and tell you
this: LYCA IS THE TRUE VOICE OF THE PHILIPPINES.
It is true and non-debatable that Darren is indeed the better singer. He has a formidable technique in singing, good style in music and appearance. His image certifies him as the ideal poster boy for another commercially produced album full of revived hits in the
and no original
song. The same goes for the other contestants. US
And Lyca? Her voice has an incredible quality but lacks command of it. She’s sometimes flat when she tries to hit high notes. But she is fierce when she sings and I love it. But technically speaking, she is the underdog.
I’m not really fond of reality shows or talent shows such as The Voice, but I got interested when I saw my boss in full campaign mode, encouraging other pinoys here in
to vote for
Lyca. And I was like, WTF? When I went to look it up in the Internet, the show
was already over, Lyca was the grand champion, and Filipinos were already
debating who should’ve won and were passionately bashing Sen. Nancy Binay’s
hot-air balloon dress. Florence
Let’s admit it. Lyca won because of the drama.
But if you look at what happened closely, there’s more to this drama. It is the reflection of a nation who has a very particular view of what talent is.
Like what Her Universal Potentate Jessica Zafra once said, “We are a nation of drama queens.” From the very beginning it was never about the voice. It was always about the drama, the struggle of an individual to reach the high peak of success and live his dream.
We judge talent according to what our instinct say, or how many buckets of tears came out from our eyes. As a people, objectivity is never our forte, not even common sense. We ignored Charice when she was in the
, but when we
saw her exalted in Philippines and worshipped
by Oprah, we claimed her as one of our stars. We were not even significant in
Arnel Pineda’s rise to fame, but when the Korea discovered his
talent, we suddenly hear Pineda’s golden voice enlightening our souls. Why?
Because we don’t really see talent, unless it has been blessed by US or some other
foreign corporation. America
On the other hand Kris Aquino is everywhere- from politics, to showbiz, to venereal diseases, and many other shits, because it is assumed that she’s an icon. And we are practically polishing Anne Curtis to become
’ Celine Dion,
and she barely knows how to act. Philippines
As for other artists- all white-skinned, Belo-fied, with that annoying English-twang. And we love them for that. We fucking love them that if they had a sex video we will be throwing FAMAS awards at them for their impressive performance and drama while banging on the wall. We would even fuck up the elections and make them senators or President of the Republic.
It is still a relief that sometimes we are still capable of doing something that could really contribute to the progress of humanity. One example is electing Miriam Defensor Santiago as a Philippine senator.
And making Lyca win the competition is perhaps one of the few noble things we did as a people.
Lyca is not fair-skinned. She’s poor. She didn't go to school. She can’t even speak English decently, and could not even understand it. It was really moving to see her mother coaching her in reading the lyrics of a song in English- a genuine second-rate trying-hard Dorina. The street was her life coach. The street taught her how to sing. Poverty managed her career from house-to-house performances up to the honourable entablado of baranggays during fiestas.
She is one of the majority- that large number of people who vote for artistas, venerate Willie Revillame, and belt out novelty songs and hits by Aegis. The kind of people that are, according to Bianca Gonzalez, pampered like a baby by the government.
Her musical prowess and talent will never be appreciated by so-called Filipinos who claim to be proud of pinoy talent and music, but still prefers American music artists. Her victory will never be understood by pseudo-coños, feelingeras, colegialas, and the elite and savvy.
I am a hypocrite. I can never ever identify myself with the masa. If I were really in to this reality/talent shows, I would perhaps vote for somebody else other than Lyca
But inside me, I am deeply joyful and happy that Lyca won. I like to see people slowly achieve their dreams. And I like the fact that as a people, Filipinos helped one of their own to reach the top and achieve a better life.
I am happy that Lyca won. God has spoken. The people chose the one. It’s Lyca.