Saturday, November 29, 2008

Ugh, Asians

So I was studying in my room, when my friend all of sudden calls me at 8PM-ish, and she's says:
"Hey, are you at Wave [for Asian Idol]?"
Shit, I forgot
"Umm... Yes?"

Ah, yes... Asian Idol. The singing sensation that is a result of a joint collaboration of every Asian club (CSA, JSA, TSA, KSA, and any other SA's - SA being 'S'tudent 'A'ssociation) singing their favourite Asian hits, or just straight up any song to their liking. Moreover, one of my other friends (acquaintance?) was a finalist for this event, and told us all to come out and support her.

I did not care for this event (nor will I care for future such events), but whatever, I paid $5 already in advance, so I was obligated to go. I put on my Poker jacket and headed off to The Wave, where the event was being held.

I go there, and, as to quote my roommate "this is some'ol bullshit". Yep, Asians singing some Kelly Clarkson, maybe a Disney song, and a plethora of Asian artists I may have heard of at one point, but who's names I will never remember. Did not hold my interest. Not for a bit. After the first artist was done singing, I tried to call up my friend, but to no avail, due to the cacophony orchestrated by the audience. I ended up hovering around the back of the crowd, calling up other people to share my lament. I made remarks such as:

"Hey, I'm calling you because I'm watching Asian idol and I need some entertainment"
"I should have brought a book"
"If I wanted to see Asians sing, I'd go home and go karaoke with my friends."

My acquaintance eventually does her performance singing some overplayed Chinese (I think originally Japanese) song I've heard of before, while I was still chattering away on the phone ("Ugh, I hate Asians" may have been something I said). I was able to locate my friend, who was holding a sign supporting the acquaintance. We talked, I complained, and then she said something that infuriated me.

"After this, there's going to be another round of singing for those who advanced the first round."
"WHAT?!"

After coming back from Asian Idol, I did some reflecting. First of all, I will never go to another such event. And second of all, I don't hate Asians. Much of who I am is due to Asian influence, as well as western (not the school) influences. No, I just hate a very specific group in which I am yet to accurately define.

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