I don’t recall every feeling vindicated when listening to a poem before. “Scores” by Eli Lynch, Elizabeth Cheever and Libby Howard, begins to address issues that I have with having to rank everything. I personally think that creating scores for art work does a dis-services to the artist and the audience.
There is a ton of good happening with HBO/Russell Simmons “Brave New Voices”. Some of the reality portrayed in the poetry is heart braking, angry and raw. The bad for me is that the poetry is written and performed to get a score, putting the reality of the poem in jeopardy. And the score somehow is a reflection on who you (the writer) are, who you will be or even who you will never become.
That was sad, angry, emotional but not enough suffering you get a five. Crazy.
Think about it, this is crueler then the obviously fake “American Idol” or “Dancing with the (Fading) Stars” and says your life, your experiences is only valuable as the score we give you. Three, four or even ten people sitting behind a desk can’t and should not even be allowed to judge you. It’s a shame everything has to be a contest. When the questioned is asked the answer is always the same, “it not really about the score, but we don’t have another way of picking a winner”, as if winner and score are not related. Thanks Team Denver for calling them out or was it for the score?
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