Let me be honest: I don't want to blog. I've been blogging almost continuously since last May. To top off this unprecedented run of television exegesis, I've gone through an existential crisis over reality tv since October that's got me closing in on reality burnout from all of its shenanigans (ANTM), bland personalities (Project Runway), or pointless vanity (ANTM again).
But fortunately, something that a critic got wrong might actually restore my shaken faith in the restorative powers of reality tv. Adam B. Vary writes that the girl with nice cheekbones from Placentia was put through to Vegas because of her "ability to provide fetal nourishment, physical beauty and potential for behind-the-scenes fireworks" (my italics). Though I won't dispute the importance of physical beauty -- as I've based entire season-long allegiances (read: "crushes") based solely on cuteness -- SYTYCD has shown little interest in backstage drama, because if it did, we'd have already seen the actual fireworks by now. But rather than dwell on internecine bickering, SYTYCD promotes collective camaraderie so that we mostly focus on the performances and, so the judges hope, the narratives of the dancers. Even if the camaraderie is purely for the cameras, the show's earnestness lets me enjoy the show without having to resort to irony, at least until the next judging controversy blows up. So with the wary hope of pure performance...
Out of the three poppers who got showcased...
Twitch! Easily my favorite LA audition, mostly because he had the balls to dance to IDM, which stands for Dance Music You Can't Dance To. It also adequately satisfies for my Sixth Dictum, as I'm sure you're dying to know that pretentious IDM kids grow up to be pretentious post-rock kids once they realize how enervating listening to post-millennial Autechre has become -- but never mind the wanky bollocks, here's Twitch:
I think we all agree with Nigel that Twitch had better make it to the top 20 this year, or else he would have ruined Cat's surprisingly cute outfit for nothing.
Irony is not dead yet: In the brief look we had at him, viewers could tell what an insufferable twit Jonathan is, but his colossal narcissism is amplified even further when Cat -- the living embodiment radiant cheer and friendly good-will -- could barely contain her antipathy towards him.
Robert Muraine, aka Mr. Fantastic, was memorable but a little too gross for me to like wholeheartedly. His audition was made even more traumatic when Nigel decided to insert himself back into the spotlight with an embarrassingly geriatric popping/locking (i.e. Nigel didn't pop, he didn't lock -- he simply moved really slowly). By the time he Nigel his bum, I felt like a cat being smothered and pawed by an unkempt creep.
Somebody's ready to get out of LA!
Why does Anya's mom dance so much like Elaine?
Maybe this rejectee, victim of those insidious judges who are racist against tall people, is also that fabled green-eyed, blond-hair Jewish, white, Catholic girl Dominique was talking about on ANTM.
For more cross-promotional reality fun: Erika Gee's musicality didn't impress me much, but when she described her old intractable self, she not only showed off her vocabulary built from the fiber of Top Model and Project Runway, but she synchronized it with a nearly perfect diva wave at the same time, so I guess she's still salvageable:
Last and definitely least, this guy:
He's really starting to more like a real-life Aphex Twin than ever. Observe:
If Autechre's latest digital EPs Quaristice.PPP9.ep.ae, Quaristice.9T9P.ep.ae, Quaristice.c9Pn.ep.ae, and Quaristice.Subrange.ep.ae haven't killed IDM, surely my mockup for Come To Sexy has.
A question I put to you, dear reader(s): Do you still want a high-resolution video to download to relive your (or make that my) favorite dances? Or can you make do with a Youtube link?
Indie rating: Soundgarden - "Big Dumb Sex"
4 comments:
Yes please to non-YouTube.
As long as I get some LOLCatDeeleys, I care not the format of the video.
I'm sad you weren't as tickled by Nigel's improv as I was... I thought it ballsy.
Erika is my first cousin, and she's a good girl, she's sweet, just really goofy, she would be your best friend and help u out of anything in a second, and i think she is an amazing dancer, and extreemly wonderful, and its odd for me to say this cuz i like..hate my family so yea. Shes been dancing her whole life, and all she wants to do is some good to this world :]
FORGET THE DANCING! EAG NEEDS TO LEARN R E S P E C T
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