Tonight was the first fall season premiere of "So You Think You Can Dance". (While usually a summer show, host Cat Deeley announced during this past summer's season five that fans wouldn't have to wait till next year for season six because SYTYCD is moving to the fall season.)
In case you've never seen the show, it's basically "American Idol", but dancing...and it's better. (Sorry, "Idol" fans, but I prefer to watch people dance than watch people sing.)
The only downside to "Dance" is Mary Murphy (Owner/Director of Champion Ballroom Academy and a once-upon-a-time ballroom competitor) and her "hot tamale train"...And her increasingly obnoxious screaming. I was kind of hoping that they would announce that Murphy would be unable to judge this season, you know, because of a botox procedure that went wrong or because she lost her voice. But Murphy and her vocal chords were present during this first episode (though filmed earlier this summer, while the Top Twenty portion of the show was airing.)
Seriously, though, I'll be watching for the day when she has to talk in almost a whisper. With two seasons so close together, all that screaming might get to be too much.
Since the first few weeks will just be auditions, I probably won't blog about the show much until the episode where the judges pick the Top Twenty. But one highlight of tonight's show: one "Dance" hopeful was so good, Murphy went farther than a scream...to quiet, speechless.
"When you get Mary talking about the quietness of something...you've done something quite remarkable," Nigel Lythgoe (co-creator and executive-producer of the show) said before the three judges (the third judge was movie director Adam Shankman) whispered in unision, "You're going to Vegas!"
So begins the sixth season of "Dance." As I heard on a radio commercial for "Dance" this morning, "New season, new dancers...same Mary [insert Mary screaming about hot tamale trains here.]"
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