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While I was away this summer, I decided to take an advanced jazz class at a big studio whose entire being (can a studio have a being?) screamed COMPETITION!!! It was hard. I was asked to do things like quadruple coupe turns. Everyone there could easily put their leg by their head from multiple directions. They all knew each other. Naturally, it was a little intimidating. During warm up, the teacher played these two songs that she wanted us to hear because her friend from college wrote it and he wanted her to tell her nine people...? *insert confused looks here*
As I laid on my back stretching in that crowded room, I had an epiphany moment, somewhat inspired by this new musical, [title of show], and somewhat by my surroundings. I realized: I don't WANT to dance like these people. I want to dance like me. Although this is a good class, I honestly do have a valid reason to hate 98% of competition studios and how they are run.
I'm sure you're wondering if I'm going to bring this to a point, as am I. I guess what I'm trying to say is this; who in the performing world CAN'T relate to this stuff? Inspiration and viral marketing all rolled in to one. Oh, and most of it is absolutely hilarious, too:
"I'd rather be nine people's favorite thing than a hundred people's ninth favorite thing. Those nine people will tell nine people, then we’ll have eighteen people loving the show. Then eighteen people could grow into five-hundred and twenty-five-thousand, six-hundred people loving our show."
"The last vampire is the mother of all vampires and that is the vampire of despair. It'll wake you up at 4AM to say things like 'Who do you think you're kidding?' 'You look like a fool' and 'No matter how hard you try, you'll never be good enough'. Why is it if some dude walked up to me on the subway platform and said these things, I would think he was a mentally ill [butt]hole, but if the vampire inside my head says it, it is the voice of reason?"
So, to the nine people that read this blog, go and [title of show] it. Listen to the soundtrack. See the show. Tell your nine people.
Selly
