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(So You Think You Can Dance [Season] 5)

H2money blogged about the ultimate summer reality entertainment, so I figured I can, too.

Yeah, Nigel’s going to dish out most of the authoritative criticism on the show, but Mia Michaels will say some insightful stuff, too. Mary provides the oomph, e.g., screaming and scary outfits. I’m surprised Mr. Money didn’t mention the tango-dancing dude duo. The criticisms were like: “I couldn’t tell which one of you was supposed to be the man and which was supposed to be the woman” and stuff like that. It set my sexism alarm bells a-janglin’, that’s for sure.

It also set off my you-don’t-know-that-much-about-dance-history alarm bells, too. Tango started out in Buenos Aires as a male-male dance. Text proof. Video aid.

That said, I’m really looking forward to the post-audition part of the show.

This video shows what it would be like if you mixed me with my friend Dan. The aesthetic absolutism and the Midwestphilia are all mine, while Dan contributes the violent impulses, the facial hair, and the storytelling finesse. I’m thinking of grabbing some merch just because it’s been a while since I got a new t-shirt.

  1. My friend Nisse transcribes a few touching stories from an old math notebook in his last post.
  2. Stillness is the Move” by Dirty Projectors is catchy, dancey, and soulful.
Dirty Projectors

Dirty Projectors

If the Olson clan keeps at it, I see big things in their future.

An interesting article on the Daily Disher.

The choice bits:

He made his name [at Oxford] by founding the Pooh-Sticks Society, a group dedicated to A.A. Milne’s game where you toss sticks in a river to see which floats past fastest. It became a monster: he says the group swelled to a thousand members, and crowds of hundreds would stop the traffic on Magdalen Bridge to play Pooh sticks. …

It was on a trip home that he finally told his parents he was gay. His mother paused and said: “Oh my god. I’d better make a cup of tea.” His father wept. Sullivan had never seen his father cry before. After a while, he said: “What’s wrong? I’m fine.” His father replied: “No, you don’t understand. I’m crying because of everything you must have been through, and I did nothing to support you.” Sullivan says now: “It was the most honest expression of love I have ever heard.”

Also: Sullivan was buddies with Ferguson at Oxford? Damn. That would’ve been a cool group of dudes.

Paul's children book

Paul's children book

Another dude’s got an online outlet. Check it out.