Monday, December 19, 2005 - dancing king/queen : you know, i have had the intention to blog about this, but i didn't find the conviction and that murderously burning passion.

And now i have.

you see, its about that stupid Channel 8 show called Rainbow Connection. its suppose to be a drama about dancers.

but the irony is, it has NOTHING to do with dancing! alright it has. but seriously, this drama itself has reduced male dancers to sissified metros qualified for the kingdom of sissy-dom.

i mean, their wadrobe is HORRIBLE. who. on earth. wears a PURPLE MUSCLE TEE??? which self-respecting straight guy would do that!!! bright colours are fine by me, but they can only be worn OCCASIONALLY. but it seems that all the guys wear neon colours in every episode.

and the dancing is....*bluuueaaahhh*

the choreography is booring. not even the slightest bit challenging. and the 'dancers' are so LOUSY!!! i know they are amatuer but how amatuer can you get??

being a dancer before, and an amatuer one at that (dancing in my school cca), i can say for sure the producer NEVER bothered to send the actors for some lessons! possibly the worst dance routine was the 'hip hop' one at the fountain with julian hee.

for the love of all things holy, as much as he has a really good body, he CANNOT dance to save his life. throughout the entire routine, he looked like he was flailing some arms and poking the air with his legs. watching a fish out of water would be much more entertaining (and bearable).

and the tap sequence. (T_T).

it was horrid. the guy, whose suppose to be the head of the dance school, couldn't even execute a double pirouette (read: spinning on one foot). for your information, tap dancers can perform up to 8 pirouettes at a go. :)

the saddest thing about the whole show however, was that the producers obviously paid no respect to dancers at all. the show didn't show the pain, the sweat, the blood and the tears behind dance. and no, not all of that come from soppy family drama, or a cheesy love triangle. most of the toils of dance come from dancing itself!!! the practices, the rehearsals, the shoutings, the fatigue, the jitters, the fear and the lecturing.

many out there who never took up dance think that dancers are bimbos who think they're hot when they're not and sissified gays who act like gu-niangs. and that is not true at all. female dancers walk and act with confidence because that's what required on stage! and not all guys act gu-niang. only some.

all in all, dancing is not something thats relaxing. dance needs discipline. dance needs endurance. only by picking up dancing you begin to understand the pains of a dancer. but the rewards are just as great! its difficult to describe, the feeling you get when you stand on stage before an audience, barely able to see their faces, hearing their cheers, and beginning the dance.

then there it is... all those months of practice, all those blood, sweat and tears, all those for that moment on stage. then suddenly, everything you ever learnt, everything you ever remembered about the dance, right down to the most minute of details, are all expressed as the music courses through your veins.

some call it an adrenaline rush, but i call it the dancer's high...

C.K blogged at 7:19 AM