I’ve always had a phenomenal amount of respect for dancers. Â The dedication and work that must go into being able to move like that (where “like that” equates to just about any form of dancing) just blows my mind — both the “moving like that” part and the “working that hard at one thing” part. Â I have absolutely no conception of what it must be like to have that much control over one’s body, to move with that kind of fluid grace and precision and easy motion; I’m 6’2″, but my brain never seems to have gotten used to my size, so half the time I tend to flail around like a one-winged chicken — even when I’m just walking, or worse, standing still.
And all of that talk about respect and admiration doesn’t even get into the fact that dancers are just damn hot and push several of my buttons.Â
So on the advice of a friend, the family and I watched the season premiere of So You Think You Can Dance?, which is exactly American Idol for dancers. Â The main reason we watched was because I wanted the girls to see it, as said recommending friend told me it really promoted positvity, hard work and teamwork, all qualities I try to instill in the kids — and they also really enjoy dancing and dancers. Â Watching Kelsey dance her way through Mary Poppins every time they watch it is a site to behold. Â (And it is here that I should note that we did not mean her middle name, Grace, to be quite as ironic as it has become.)
These first few shows of the season, as on Idol, are the audition rounds, where the judges go to a bunch of different cities and weed through all of the wannabes to find those dancers with actual potential to go far in the competition. Â So, of course, there were a few laughers in there (though not as many as you tend to get on Idol). Â But most of the dancers whose auditions they showed on the program — even the ones who didn’t make it through to the next round — were amazing. Â I’ll admit I have far, far from a trained eye for this sort of thing, but wow was I impressed with most of the auditions. Â And some were phenomenal enough even to blow away the judges — many of these people were clearly born to dance, people whose talents and passions lined up perfectly to allow them to create moments of pure beauty.
That, my friends, is sexy. Â And inspiring, and wonderful, and beautiful. Â Seeing someone do something — anything — that so truly seems to come from deep inside them, something that means so much to their very essences as a person, something they’ve obviously worked at so hard and for so long, something that they just couldn’t not do…that pushes my buttons. Â It doesn’t matter what that thing is, as long as it comes from a place of love and skill and passion and determination and talent and creativity.
Wrapping it in spandex is just a bonus.
(This is my 400th post on this blog across several sites and names. Â I have no idea how 400 posts happened…I keep going through the archives and finding posts I have no memory of writing. Â Anyway, happy fourth birthday/400th post, blog!)