Third Anniversary of “Hello, Gorgeous!”
It is now my ritual every February 19 to mark the first time ever I saw The Face and heard The Voice.
Back in 2008, I had skipped the auditions of Idol and just chanced on this beautiful, gorgeously voiced cutie on my TV screen singing a version of Bryan Adams’ “Heaven” so that I “could understand it.”
Boy did I ever!
Without realizing it, I had made a commitment to David Archuleta as a fan. I had no idea what journey he would take me on, but just as I haplessly followed David through Season 7 like a sunflower opening up her petals and directing all her attention to the sun, I am now here at the precipice. I have said more than once that I’d be a fan of David for life, through thick and thin, come hell or high water, and every other cliche you can think of.
Three years to the day, I would not have anticipated the highs and lows that would follow that glorious and honest rendition of “Heaven,” and it didn’t dawn on me then that David’s brand of stardom would be completely out of step with the rest of what the entertainment industry has to offer. I just knew that he sang from a special place and made a heart connection with me and countless others.
I’ve had time to sleep on things and contemplate what kinds of “decisions” would be “scary” for a sincere, good-hearted guy with boatloads of talent and not much professional guidance to help him navigate the treacherous waters of that rough sea called the music industry. But, I did something very “David like”: I prayed on it. I said, “Lord, you brought this amazing person into my life and allowed me to hear him at a moment in my life when I needed hope in this world. Please let the Voice be heard and don’t let it get silenced.”
I think we devoted fans know that The Voice knows he is needed in this world, especially as we reach the precipice: economically, politically, culturally.
I’m now coming to that same sentiment that David tweeted yesterday: “I’m excited for what the future holds.”
Because, without knowing where the road takes you, sometimes you have to take a chance and free yourself from unnecessary baggage to make that trip down that road a bit freer and a bit unencumbered.
And let’s face it: Jive (and WEG) were unnecessary baggage: or rather, they did not come with the right equipment, clothing, toiletries, and accessories for the kind of journey The Voice needed to make. We had been bitching about it going on three years now, so let’s keep hope alive and our eyes on the prize (what can I say? My mind is bombarded by cliche right now).
And what else is a cliche but the tried and true? David is as true an artist as they come, and he will get his moment to shine brightly. Truth and talent will always prevail.
Special Note: I am now just one post over 700 on the Soul David blog! My devotion to David knows no limits! 🙂