Friday, July 21, 2006

We interrupt your peace and quiet...


Sorry to post so unusually often, but it turns out that the Los Amigos Invisibles concert is not tonight, but next Friday. Whoopsie. Therefore, I may as well blog. By the way, don't know if you've actually followed the link to the Los Amigos Invisibles site, but I must say they make a few rather catty remarks about Chaka Khan. I mean, so much for professional courtesy and all. Although, since they spell it "Chaka kan", maybe it's someone else.

Did I just blow my chance to get invited backstage next week?



So, as noted elsewhere, Boo's singing ensemble had an audition for the Minnesota State Fair Talent Competition. My, what a scene that was! You know I'm not referring to the "Open Category" competitors - it's the "Teen" and "Pre-Teen" competitors, and, of course, their "entourages" that really give one pause. Apparently, it is de rigeur for baby boomer stage mothers these days to inflict severe scalp damage on themselves - not a one wasn't bleached to the color of a dingy legal pad, and a few had decided to perm what hadn't fallen out besides. Scah. REE. However, it does explain a lot about the competitors themselves. More particularly, their music choices and costumes. When I arrived, two sweet-looking girls were tap-dancin' away to one of Motown's finest, while wearing fringed flapper dresses. Somehow, there's a huge disconnect somewhere - Diana Ross may be ancient, but I'm fairly certain she wasn't performing at a speakeasy in the midst of Prohibition.

Sadly, it went rapidly downhill from there. Tap-dancing seemed to be the order of the day, but we also got to see a baton act to a Beatles number (poor girl dropped it three times), an utterly lifeless violin rendition of a Mozart concerto, and a blazing rendition of Orange Colored Sky by a singer who really should have sung something, anything, else. Naturally, my gaze tended to wander a bit, and I was surrounded by catty queens anyway, so we snarked about the tap costumes. Well, really - pimp caps? Torn fishnets? Cocksucker Red® lipstick? I really hoped they'd come knock out a performance to Papa Don't Preach, but sadly, it was not to be. Boo referred to them as the "Prosti-Tots" and we laughed so hard we had to leave. I thought the ensemble's audition went fine, but with competition like that, I don't know what the odds are of moving on to the next round.

Either way, I reckon I'll have to try and see the finals this year. I had no idea.

6 comments:

Grouchbutt said...

Los Amigos Invisibles + Ursula 1000!

I may plotz.

Randy Wylde said...

Prospect Park Bandshell, August 4, 7:30. I say you go.

Grouchbutt said...

Mrs. G tried to go to the Bandshell to see Stars last year, and couldn't even get close. New Yorkers do love their free shows.

Grouchbutt said...

Still waiting for you and/or Boo tell us about the show.

Grouchbutt said...

How about, "Still waiting for you and/or Boo TO tell us about the show?"

Randy Wylde said...

Only good girls keep diaries. Bad girls don't have time.

-Tallulah Bankhead