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Twenty or so years ago, when it was clear that Americans were busily creating the cutest and most-coddled babies ever born, some of us wondered: What will all these cherubs grow up to be?
I for one would not have answered "a cappella singers," but that's because I grew up in a nasty, gloomy era when teenagers and college students would have hurled themselves into a pit of tarantulas before joining the school show choir.
But a cappella is apparently the answer, and it is here to stay. We live now in the age of Way, Way Up with People, and you have to wonder if future sociologists will eventually connect all our singing shows (and dancing shows, and all the shaking of our motion-sensitive microphones and Wii wands and plastic guitars at home, all those dormitory "lip dub" videos) as the means by which we we dealt with the horrible idea that our world was falling to pieces. In other words: They all died singing.
And so, returning once more to the moonily emotive faces, sweeping hand gestures and matching argyle sweaters of NBC's engagingly happy "The Sing-Off" (the second season of which begins Monday night), I find myself charmed by its radiant dork beams of energy. Hooray for Yuppet Babies!
Read more at the San Francisco Examiner: http://www.sfexaminer.com/entertainment/television/2010/12/sing-returns-loud-and-proud#ixzz17IZAmzUp
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