Nope, still irrational
I'm still in shock over the whole Nodo Jiman thing. I should be studying. I should be studying the song that I'm supposed to sing. I'll start that tomorrow, right after calligraphy class.
Maybe.
The way the show works is this: There's an application period where aspiring amateur singers send in postcards with the appropriate information. Name, address, age, song, and why you want to sing that song. After the application period is up, the powers that be choose 200 applicants to come in the Saturday before the broadcast, to audition. From what I can tell from this postcard, applicants must bring a recording of the song with them.
Then, from 12:15 to 6:30 or thereabouts, the applicants audition, and a panel of judges choose 20 who will actually appear on the television show the next day.
On the day of the show, the twenty contestants march in, and do their thing. The typical contestant only gets to sing maybe one verse/chorus of their song, after which the chimes are rung. If they ring a rising whole step, the contestant is out. A few words of condolence, and the next contestant goes.
If they play a couple of arpeggios followed by a rising major 3rd and then a descending half step, then the contestant is a finalist.
After all the contestants have gone, a couple of guest singers perform while the judges make their final decision. Then, the winner is announced, and everyone goes home...
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