Friday 22 May 2009

SYTYCD: Hobgoblins, Japanese Hip-Hoppers and a Same-Sex Samba

Photo © Fox BroadcastingYessssss! Summer can officially begin! That's right, "So You Think You Can Dance" officially premiered last night and I can't wait to see how this season shapes up. Oh, how I've missed Nigel's snarky remarks and Mary's psychotic laugh and ear-piercing shrieks (okay, that second one might be is a total lie, but I'm still pumped for this season).

We've still got a couple nights' worth of auditions, so I'll keep it to some of my favorite moments until we reach the Top 20. First up, last night's auditions in NYC and Denver:
  • Gabi Rojas, a 24-year-old circus performer from Albuquerque, kicked off the New York auditions and blew everyone away. Her performance was subtle and birdlike, but she moved beautifully. Even though she suffers from rheumatoid arthritis, her performance was graceful and stunning. No surprise, she got a ticket straight to Vegas.

  • Storyboard P and Hobgoblin (I swear those are the names they gave ... hopefully their mothers didn't actually name them that), the self-proclaimed inventors of a "dance" style called mutation, were scary both in looks (their faces were covered with puke-green face paint) and in dancing (which was about 90 percent contortionism and 10 percent ... hip-hop?). The judges gave them a shot at the choreography, but after watching the rest of the auditions, the duo decided the competition wasn't for them and they bowed out (probably a wise move on their part).

  • Peter Sabasino, the 21-year-old Italian tap dancer, might have looked ridiculous in his capri-length baggy sport shorts and skin-tight wife beater, but his audition was great. Usually tappers don't make it to the Top 20, let alone Vegas, but this guy shows a lot of promise and is apparently trained in all the basics. The judges sent him straight through to Vegas. Could my hope of a tapper in the Top 20 finally come true?!

  • Short, Tokyo-born Nobuya, who I initially wrote-off as a joke audition after he told the camera all the styles he'd been learning lately, was actually a pretty decent hip-hop dancer. He mostly did locking, with plenty of comedy to entertain the crowd, and, after some choreography, he got a ticket to sin city.

  • Tiffany Geigel was born with a disease that prevented her spine from forming properly — she has three vertebrae whereas the average human has seven — and was expected to die shortly after birth. She is now 23 years old and auditioned despite the pain, ridicule and knowledge that she would not make it onto the show. Tiffany is truly an extraordinary human being and a lovely dancer. The judges gave her an honest critique of her dancing, which they said was unbelievably fantastic given her situation but ultimately not right for the show, and gave her huge praise for having the courage to audition and told her to continue dancing.

  • Latin ballroom couple Igor Zabrodin and Nina Estrina did a perfectly adept routine, which ended with a Pot Stir (a move in which Igor spins Nina, she scrunches down and looks like she's spinning on her knees) that went on forever — and it was incredible. They both stuck around for the choreography, but only Igor makes it through to Vegas in the end.

  • The next ballroom couple to take the floor was a bit ... different. Misha Belfer and Mitchel Kibel were the first all-male ballroom couple to ever try out. Before the audition began Mitchel, who previously danced with female partners and is supposedly the "straight" one, desperately tried to convince the audience that two men dancing together could be very masculine. I don't know who he was trying to kid, especially decked out in that sequined, spandex onesie cut to the navel, but I figured I'd give the guys a chance. Their samba was actually going pretty well, at least until Misha swung into Mitchel's legs during a lift/spin move and they both fell down ... HARD. But rather than critiquing the guys' actual dancing, Nigel went on to berate them with a slew of homophobic comments ("I think you'd probably alienate a lot of our audience. We've always had the guys dance together on the show but they've never really done it in each other's arms before.") Mary said she was too distracted by them switching between leading and following to comment on their actual dancing. I'm not saying these guys deserved to make it onto the show (we've seen much better sambas than that), and I'm not saying it wasn't a little difficult to adjust to at first, but I was disgusted that the judges ONLY commented on their being a same-sex ballroom couple and ignored the dancing aspect all together. All in all, the guys went onto choreography (Nigel wanted to see them dancing with girls; "Who knows, you might even like it," he said) and were ultimately cut.

Next week: more auditions. They can be entertaining at times, but I wish they would cut the auditions down to like ... two two-hour shows rather than five? Six? I can never remember how many of these we have to sit through before we finally whittle it down to the best of the best.

Monday 18 May 2009

A True Idol

Sex sells. No generation has seemed to prove that more than my own (I'm ashamed to say). But American Idol winner Kelly Clarkson is taking a stand against the old adage with her new song "I Do Not Hook Up".

The tune, which can be heard via Youtube here, is a refreshing change of pace among the sea of overly sensual songs like "Birthday Sex", "Waking Up in Vegas" and "If You Seek Amy" (Google that last one if you can't spell out the "pun"). Clarkson's song, off her fourth album, has even climbed the iTunes Top-100 chart to number 15 and is up to number 16 on the U.S. Billboard Pop 100 list.

Clarkson has received quite a bit of praise for the song as well. The LA Times wrote that the track "should be heard by every teen girl contemplating chucking her purity ring."

I seriously doubt the song will perform a miracle and that all the over-sexed prosti-tots running around high schools today will suddenly trade their micro-mini skirts, plunging necklines and streetwalker ways in for pants, turtlenecks and reform school overnight, but with any luck, Clarkson's song will be a positive influence on at least a few. Here's to hoping the catchy tune makes it to number one on the charts and that Kelly continues to be a real idol.

Tuesday 12 May 2009

Semesters of Love

Taking a cue from Katie, I think I'm going to break down the semester. I saw and did so many things, that this seems like the easiest way to sum up my semester in London.


London in ...
Days abroad: 118
Days in London: 102
Days in other countries: 16
Countries visited: 4
Shows seen: 21
Bill walks taken: 3
Tim Kidd walks taken: 1
Tube lines ridden: 11
Tube rides: I lost track around several hundred thousand ...
Times I cursed the Circle Line for being delayed: probably somewhere in the thousands, possibly even a million
School trips: 3
Night bus trips taken: countless
Newspapers read: too many too count
Visits from friends/family: 3
Photos Taken: 3,818 (seriously)
Mockumentaries participated in: 2
Friends made: countless
Memories: priceless


Things I'm not going to miss
The Circle Line
The — ahem — special toilet in our flat
The incomprehensible pictograms on our washer/dryer and oven
Navigating the sidewalks (uneven surfaces and Londoners that can't seem to walk on one side of the sidewalks)
Crazy cab drivers (I swear they were all out to get me!)
The gap
My coin purse weighing a ton all the time (seriously, I think I could knock a man unconscious with that thing sometimes!)
The cinema professor and talking about the "European aaaaht cinema" (European art cinema) all the time
Our landlord and the real estate agency we went through
Not being able to understand people's accents sometimes


Things I'm going to miss
The accents (I know that kind of contradicts the last list, but as cryptic as they were sometimes, I am going to miss the British accents ... all 200 of them)
The tube (except the Circle Line)
The pubs, particularly the Redan
The (free) museums
The double-decker buses
How tidy everything is
The fact that they use words like 'tidy'
How much people read the newspapers there
The close proximity to so many theatres
How well behaved the dogs are (most don't even need leashes)
The architecture
"Charlie Chaplin"/Jerry (AKA the mime I interviewed)
The London Center
Fred, the ICLC caretaker who always liked to play jokes on us
Bill, Heather and Sarah
Hyde Park/Kensington Gardens (so pretty!)
Walking along the Thames
Getting mistaken for an Aussie (this happened on at least 4 separate occasions)
Coffee and Free Croissants from Café Forum
Pret a Manager sandwiches and croissants
Fish and Chips, Bangers and Mash and Bulmers (though I'm going to do my best to find the latter in the states)
Going out to clubs and always managing to end up in Piccadilly Circus
Our flat and all its oddities (well, some of them anyways)
My flatmates
The places I went
The people I met




Idea for blog post © Katie Woodward

Monday 11 May 2009

The Boys Are Back In Town ...

... well, almost. After an 8-hour flight from Heathrow, a group of ICLC students (myself included) safely landed in JFK. So I'm back in the U.S., but not quite home yet.

It didn't even hit me that I had left London until we began our final descent into New York. The thought that I wouldn't be in London again for a very long time (if ever again) had me choking back a few tears, but at the same time, my heart was beating strongly with excitement to be home again. The feeling was almost nauseating it was so overpowering.

Most of the other ICLC students felt strongly one way or the other — either incredibly depressed to be leaving the UK behind or overjoyed to be going home to family and friends. I'm sure everyone felt a bit of both emotions, but the weight of the two sides hit me equally hard ... and all at once. It's the oddest jumble of emotions that I cannot accurately describe with words (try though I might). Until you experience it yourself, it's impossible to understand.

Expect a much longer post and plenty of photos after I get home (and possibly take a much-needed nap?)

Before I sign off, a quick thank you to everyone who's been reading. I hope you've found the posts amusing and informative. And although I'm no longer in London, I will continue to blog, hopefully about news (including local Rochester news, national and International), issues of interest (politics, social trends, etc.) and some summer movie reviews. I also hope to add some interesting profile pieces and audio slideshows to the blog to keep things interesting.

Sunday 10 May 2009

Cheerio!

I've got just about 16 hours left in London. And there are so many clichés that are absolutely true right now.

Mainly, that I'm very sad to leave. The semester has been incredible and absolutely unforgettable (though knowing my short-term memory, a few things are bound to slip). And yet at the same time, I'm very excited to go home. There are a lot of things I've missed while I've been away (mostly family and friends) and I can't wait for summer to start.

So with that, I think I'll sign off for the last time from London.

Cheerio!
Kathy