Pomefiore Dorm - Ballroom
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Come join me once you're done with your calisthenics.
The song we'll be presenting at the Song & Dance Championship is now ready for us. |
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Oh, so it's an original song?
Pretty impressive for a school music presentation. |
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Composing original tracks for the SDC has been the norm for several years now.
Let me be clear about this undertaking.
The SDC is not a beauty contest or fashion show.
Scores are based on singing ability, dancing skill, and the degree to which a given song befits its performers. |
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That criteria's...kind of vague. |
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Look at it this way: you know how some people look odd or uncomfortable in certain clothing?
It would negatively impact a group's score to select a song poorly suited to its members' vocal capabilities or general image.
Imagine elementary schoolers performing gritty blues or heavy metal.
No matter how good at singing they might be, the choice of song would inevitably clash with their aesthetics and vocal stylings.
Selecting the perfect song for our group is critical to clicking with our audience. |
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Ah, yes. The audience votes on the finalists, don't they? |
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Correct. Winners and losers at the SDC are decided by popular vote.
Each audience member, staff member, and entrant gets to cast one vote for their winning team. |
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They let the entrants weigh in too? Wouldn't everyone just pick themselves, then?
Everybody thinks they're number one! At least, I figure they would... |
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Amateurs may think that way. You would be surprised, though.
Sometimes, the more capable you become, the harder it gets to endorse yourself.
Sometimes, when you see a performance, all it takes is an instant to think, "That's an act I could never follow."
Once you have that knowledge, lying to yourself about your worthiness becomes a sad thing indeed. |
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I think I know what you mean, at least a bit. |
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Lying to yourself... |
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That's why I strive my hardest to ensure that I can vote for myself with a clean conscience.
Which brings us to the original song I had commissioned for us. |
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Seeing you in side profile, gaze fixed upon the heavens above... So radiant, Vil! So inspiring!
Might we hear the song now? |
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Of course. Well, Manager? Would you mind pressing play on the audio player? |
| I'm a manager now? | Are you talking to me? |
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Who else would I be addressing? The headmage asked you to provide us with support, did he not?
If you really want that prize money, you're working for us now. |
| All right. You win. | It's all for better living arrangements... |
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Whoa, this is the real deal! |
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I like the rhythm! This is nice. |
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Would this fall under the electronic dance music genre?
If we're dancing to this, would we want to go with urban hip-hop? No, maybe hip-hop jazz? |
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I'm thinking urban hip-hop as a base, with touches of jazz, breakdancing, and voguing.
We'll have three main vocalists.
The rest of us will primarily focus on backup chorus and dancing. |
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Aw, we're not all singing together? |
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Without a solid grounding in choral music, it would just sound like a cacophony.
We're not going to get all seven of us on the same singing level in a month.
Thus, it makes the most sense to devise idiosyncratic focal points based on our respective proficiencies. |
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I-I don't know what half of these words mean... |
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Dude. Me neither. |
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