SYTYCDA Top 100 #1
Top 100 week - and Nat's still standing in that harsh Sydney Sun, still looking kinda awkward, poor dear.
And keeping with the theme that this is not merely a dance competition, but their very Reason For Being, the hamsters (and I didn't count, but there was probs 100 - La Rue and I call shenanigans there) are told this will be toughest and most intense week of their lives... and when you consider the emotional baggage this particular group of dancers is carrying that's a pretty big call.
This time there's a guest judge, Kelley Abbey. It's kinda refreshing to discover we actually have all this dance talent in the country actually. Cultural Cringe? What?
The dancers all have to learn a new piece of choreo*, then perform it - if they get three 'no's' they go home, they get three 'yes's' they go through, they get two 'no's' and two 'yes's' they have to... dumdum dummmmmm Dance For Their Lives. And yes, I'm skipping to the acronym as of.... Now.
read the rest
First up is a popping routine from some guy called Nacho Pop. It's pretty tough, but funky, and I'm especially pleased with the vaguely smirky/perplexed look on his face as his demonstrating it.
We get lots of whinging... and a bit of crying. Oh Noes! All the ballerinas can't pop.... And neither, it appears, can a bunch of the B-Peoples.
In a new and dramatic twist, the judges call a bunch of kids up to the stage before they've even performed, and cut them straight away for whinging. No, sorry, not showing the right attitude during rehearsal. Heh.
After the first round, and the following DFTL one-third of the Top 100 have been cut.
Next round is ballroom with Jason Gilkison. He teaches them the cha cha, though it sure doesn't look the same dance as my daughters are learning on Saturday mornings... The dancers are all paired off, with another Cruel! Twist! being that the smug ballroom dancers are all split up. And have to dance with really useless B-Peoples.
This round is a killer - lots of my faves don't get through - and I call shenanigans again when a bunch of ballroom dancers are sent home, even though to my unpractised eye they did great... Sarah, the lovely ex-anorexic doesn't make it, neither does Bessy. They try to send BJ home, but boyfriend has yet more excuses (and one we're going to hear again. and again. and again) Oh! But Miss! I wasn't dancing in my own style.... Grrr....
Demi, Sermsah and BJ all have to DFTL but all get through.
Day 3 ia all about the jazz, baby. And about joy and letting go and feeling groovy... pity it's a freakin' hard routine that sends everyone to the bathroom to cry and throw up.
Oh man! So many tears.....
Nice ironic montage of crying dancers with lots of lovely injuries...
Quite a few more people are cut here - not including Courtney - the random curly-haired female who just totally and utterly loses it during the jazz routine, but still gets through.
Sermsah isn't cut, but has been dealing with 'issues' all day. Issues and exhaustion... but turns out he has a fear of public rejection. And I personally think he's worried he's a token. But he rocks. So completely.
At 11pm, having been dancing ALL DAY, they are then split into groups to go back to hotel and work out their own choreo to a random piece of music.
More angst! More tears! More Channel Ten!
The first group is Will's - and they do a pretty funky routine to some weird-arse version of Pink's 'Get the Party started' - it's pretty good. There are more tears, it's all terribly serious, and then they all get through bar one random white guy who I have never seen before.
The second group has another DWtS alumni - Csaba - first time I've actually seen him. He does this magician/ marionette thing, quite reminiscent of one of the dances on last season. Both he and Courtney get through.
Third group dances to Raspberry Beret. mmmm. Prince. It's Rhys and oh, Nikki. Hey Nikki! I was wondering where you'd got to!
It's so totally camp, with Rhys wearing thigh-high boots and prancing about like... I dunno. Words fail me. The judges don't like it. They all this silly obsession with men dancing like men. Except, strangely enough, Jason, who gives Rhys a pass based on the fact that he was dancing to the music he was given...
The fourth group dance to Bohemian Rhapsody and, while I adore that song, I can understand how utterly crap it would be to choreo.
And that's it. Show suddenly stops, and Miss La Rue will be recapping the remainder of the group dances.
Please make her welcome :)
* Sorry, there is no way in hell I'm going to start calling it Corry. I grew up in the UK. That word has it's own very special meaning and I'm not going to debase it with dance references.
And keeping with the theme that this is not merely a dance competition, but their very Reason For Being, the hamsters (and I didn't count, but there was probs 100 - La Rue and I call shenanigans there) are told this will be toughest and most intense week of their lives... and when you consider the emotional baggage this particular group of dancers is carrying that's a pretty big call.
This time there's a guest judge, Kelley Abbey. It's kinda refreshing to discover we actually have all this dance talent in the country actually. Cultural Cringe? What?
The dancers all have to learn a new piece of choreo*, then perform it - if they get three 'no's' they go home, they get three 'yes's' they go through, they get two 'no's' and two 'yes's' they have to... dumdum dummmmmm Dance For Their Lives. And yes, I'm skipping to the acronym as of.... Now.
read the rest
First up is a popping routine from some guy called Nacho Pop. It's pretty tough, but funky, and I'm especially pleased with the vaguely smirky/perplexed look on his face as his demonstrating it.
We get lots of whinging... and a bit of crying. Oh Noes! All the ballerinas can't pop.... And neither, it appears, can a bunch of the B-Peoples.
In a new and dramatic twist, the judges call a bunch of kids up to the stage before they've even performed, and cut them straight away for whinging. No, sorry, not showing the right attitude during rehearsal. Heh.
After the first round, and the following DFTL one-third of the Top 100 have been cut.
Next round is ballroom with Jason Gilkison. He teaches them the cha cha, though it sure doesn't look the same dance as my daughters are learning on Saturday mornings... The dancers are all paired off, with another Cruel! Twist! being that the smug ballroom dancers are all split up. And have to dance with really useless B-Peoples.
This round is a killer - lots of my faves don't get through - and I call shenanigans again when a bunch of ballroom dancers are sent home, even though to my unpractised eye they did great... Sarah, the lovely ex-anorexic doesn't make it, neither does Bessy. They try to send BJ home, but boyfriend has yet more excuses (and one we're going to hear again. and again. and again) Oh! But Miss! I wasn't dancing in my own style.... Grrr....
Demi, Sermsah and BJ all have to DFTL but all get through.
Day 3 ia all about the jazz, baby. And about joy and letting go and feeling groovy... pity it's a freakin' hard routine that sends everyone to the bathroom to cry and throw up.
Oh man! So many tears.....
Nice ironic montage of crying dancers with lots of lovely injuries...
Quite a few more people are cut here - not including Courtney - the random curly-haired female who just totally and utterly loses it during the jazz routine, but still gets through.
Sermsah isn't cut, but has been dealing with 'issues' all day. Issues and exhaustion... but turns out he has a fear of public rejection. And I personally think he's worried he's a token. But he rocks. So completely.
At 11pm, having been dancing ALL DAY, they are then split into groups to go back to hotel and work out their own choreo to a random piece of music.
More angst! More tears! More Channel Ten!
The first group is Will's - and they do a pretty funky routine to some weird-arse version of Pink's 'Get the Party started' - it's pretty good. There are more tears, it's all terribly serious, and then they all get through bar one random white guy who I have never seen before.
The second group has another DWtS alumni - Csaba - first time I've actually seen him. He does this magician/ marionette thing, quite reminiscent of one of the dances on last season. Both he and Courtney get through.
Third group dances to Raspberry Beret. mmmm. Prince. It's Rhys and oh, Nikki. Hey Nikki! I was wondering where you'd got to!
It's so totally camp, with Rhys wearing thigh-high boots and prancing about like... I dunno. Words fail me. The judges don't like it. They all this silly obsession with men dancing like men. Except, strangely enough, Jason, who gives Rhys a pass based on the fact that he was dancing to the music he was given...
The fourth group dance to Bohemian Rhapsody and, while I adore that song, I can understand how utterly crap it would be to choreo.
And that's it. Show suddenly stops, and Miss La Rue will be recapping the remainder of the group dances.
Please make her welcome :)
* Sorry, there is no way in hell I'm going to start calling it Corry. I grew up in the UK. That word has it's own very special meaning and I'm not going to debase it with dance references.
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