The Latin superstar is prepared to give all of himself and let his natural passion shine through, writes Holly Byrnes
CHANNEL your inner Ricky Martin, the one you’ve heard tell singers on Nine’s hypnotic sizzle reels for The Voice: ‘‘ This is the moment.’’
Indeed, it’s the hotly anticipated moment when Australia’s favourite television show of 2012 returns, with a new cast of mind-blowingly talented contestants and the added spice of a new superstar in its coaching ranks.
The decision to replace Keith Urban may have been regrettably forced on the network and producers after Urban joined the now ill-fated revamp of American Idol.
But Martin has brought a new dynamic, that Latin passion, to The Voice. It has reenergised the format and instantly overcome the kind of complacency and lethargy that can plague any show in its second season.
The screams alone for this international pin-up guaranteed the atmosphere during the blind auditions and beyond was off-the-chart electric.
For the Puerto Rican sensation, a gentler soul than his hip-thrusting, bon-bon shaking image would have you believe, the decision to join the