So, I’m watching the opening of the NHL All-Stars Game in Montreal. Awesome. Love teh Hockey!
First thing, right out of the gate, some guy, I don’t even know what his name is, sings the American National Anthem embarrassingly badly. Could he just bloody enunciate the frickin words to the song? Fully half of his words were missing the end. As in WATCH was sung WAAAAAAAA. WTF? Just WTF? I hate, detest and loathe the way the National Anthem is being sung these days. I also hate, detest and loathe when people refuse to finish their words. Double the hatred, double the detesting, treble the loathing.
The Canadians had theirs sung by this lovely choir who managed to pronounce every dang word of it, at the end of which the the announcers said “Weeeeellllll, that was classy and lovely. Of course we’re in Canada, what do you expect?”
Just sing the dang song with the notes on the dang score. The word “IN” never has more than one syllable. IT NEVER EVER UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE HAS 11 BLOODY SYLLABLES!!!! DAMMIT!!!!!! YES I’M YELLING!!! I hate that crap. Okay, I get it, the score is difficult to sing. Fine. Then just hire someone who can manage it. Do like, I don’t know, auditions or something. Surely Randy, Paula, Simon and new chick could troll up someone who could manage it. I’ll bet bikini babe, the one who smooched Seacrest, could do it better.
Heck, the drunk usher from aisle 10 at the Baysox AAA Baseball Stadium in PG County managed to do a better job than Homeslice at the All-Stars and that was on a double header/fireworks too! Saturday night. Frak. At least he pronounced the words he got wrong correctly.
PSA – If you, a “celebrity” person, get hired to sing the National Anthem at a sporting event, please, please, please understand that absolutely no one in the arena is there to see you. You are a necessary beginning to the real meat of the event, you can be replaced easily and cheaply with a 99 cent MP3 from iTunes. Seriously, “celebrity” person, it’s not about you. Sing the song in as lovely a manner as you can, sticking to the score, then get off the stage, hand back the microphone, sit down or leave. I care not. I’m there to see the hockey. You have served your small purpose. Go away.