Hey, it’s Mary Murphy, and I hope you read my blog every week. I will be highlighting some of my favorite dances, behind-the-scenes highlights, and any examples of Murphy’s law that decide to pop up. Like let’s take today: On fumes as I headed to the studio in my car running out of time and gas before the big show, but I didn’t want to stop. Luckily, I made it…this time.
First, can I just take a second to talk about last week’s statue number, choreographed by Travis Wall, and danced by Melanie Moore and Markova Germar. You know magic is happening when an entire audience went dead silent. The hair went up on my arms from the very first lift Markova made. I will always remember this number and it will go down in my top 10 of great numbers in eight seasons.
WOW — no one went home last week for the first time in SYTYCD history. You guys have no idea how frantic the last few minutes of that show was. When all dancers danced to perfection, I think it was the right call. Our fans were happy and we left the night exhilarated.
Now let’s talk about last night’s show. We talk about dancers always putting their blood, sweat and tears into it, well that’s exactly what happened to Caitlynn and Mitchell. Caitlynn was hit in the nose in a beautiful routine by Stacey Tookey — which sent her to the hospital to get stitches. These two are so well matched in ability, both with tremendous flexibility and extension and very mature in their dancing.
Now onto why I was brought to tears in Tabitha and Napoleon’s hip-hop piece about a soldier coming home, danced beautifully by Sasha and Alexander. Someone who is like a daughter to me is in Afghanistan. She has been riding as a gunner on top of the truck. Her post was attacked after Osama bin Laden was killed. I put the stress of this situation away in a tidy place until I am faced with my true feeling when a piece brings your emotions to the top. That is just one of the things dance has the ability to do: reach millions in only a matter of seconds. So many of you have written to me relating to the piece as much as I did.
Last but not least, the first contestants on the hot tamale train were slightly to my surprise, Ashley and Chris, dancing a Spencer Liff Broadway number to “Please Mister Jailor.” The chemistry that these two possessed was hot, sexy and believable.
All in all, it was an amazing night of dance: one costume malfunction, one bloody nose and stitches, and we’re looking at four going home on tonight’s results show. It’s been a love festival so far, but hate mail will start tonight when we take four off the show. Remember, you pick the couples in danger with your votes, don’t hate on the messenger. Stepping off for now!