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New Jersey 2007 |
Talent Show: Week One
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Outside, a
storm was brewing.
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But inside the Centenary chapel,
a crowd was gathering for the start of the first talent show of the summer. |
Stage Crew, consisting of Sam and
Jeremy, tested out microphones and amps, making sure that everything was
working properly. |
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And they
improvised where needed. |
Performers waited in the
audience, some nervous, some obviously hiding their anxiety with threatening
looks. |
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And others calmed down by taking
candid photos. |
Finally, the
show began. |
The audience was first introduced
to the nights hosts: from left to right: Kev, Rachel, Matt T., Emily, and
Mike T. |
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The first act
to go was the younger division, with their skit, Anderson's 11. |
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Andy, their head counselor, began
gathering a group of 11 counselors to pull off a heist. |
He looked in
Carnegie Hall... |
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...a football
stadium... |
...wherever it
is they play cricket... |
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...and, I can
only assume, Mike T's room. |
What was the
heist, you ask? |
Stealing Tom's
wallet. |
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Up next were
Alex and Teddy with a Tae-Kwon-Do showcase. |
And Alex, unlike the hosts who
introduced him, could put not one, but both feet behind his head... |
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...and walk
away. |
That was followed by Matt and
James singing Crocodile Rock, with Dave on the piano. "I apologize if
I damage anyone's ear drums," James made sure to note before the song began.
He did not. |
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In a show of
spectacular hand-eye coordination, Becky, Dave, and Steve performed a
juggling act, an act from which only one picture exists, because after the
first, I realized the flash could mess them up. |
But nothing could cause Steve to
drop his two juggling balls and one apple, from which he took a bite in
between throws. |
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Next up, the
older girl's division counselors set their song to a skit. |
Which was
followed by Matt on piano. |
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Next up was a
skit narrated by Mike... |
...about that favorite of
competitions, a 'Mime-Off'. |
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The silent skit
was followed by Ben singing Save Me. |
...a beat to
which a steady poetry snap began. |
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My Generation's
skit came next, in which two older women reminisced about their childhood at
camp... |
...and commented on the big hair,
big clothes, and big phones of the times. |
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That was
followed by a song by Jimmy. |
Along with a
dance during the instrumentals. |
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That was
followed by Cassidy on piano. |
Isabel was up
next, with a hilarious song entitled 'Sandwiches'. |
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And Jeremy, who
helped hold the microphone,, could barely contain himself. |
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The first
full-band performance was headed by Arslan, singing ACDC's Back in Black. |
The crowd seemed
to get into it. And as the song began to wind down, Arslan gave the
prepared sign, and from the crowd came shouts of "I'm back!". |
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And his fans were
there supporting him, even if they had to miss part of dinner for props. |
And last up was
the Clash City Rockers' skit. |
Donald and Matt
D. were coming back from Charlie Brown's steakhouse (who knew there was a
Charlie Brown's in Hackettstown?). They had to eat there because, in
their words, "The Staff Assistant ate all the pizza." |
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Which, however
true, struck a chord with Staffies sitting in the balcony. |
They began
watching 'Clash TV', starting with Jack's comedy special which left the
audience groaning. |
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Next was the self
help spoof of Dr. Phil...Markowitz, a tribute to former Web Photo guy. |
...which had
appropriate credits.
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Commercials
came next, the first of which for Popeye's spinach. |
One of the funniest part of the
night, and possibly of any talent show, was the parody of "Real Men of
Genius" sung to whomever designed the new gym, which, unfortunately, had so
many flaws that it the floor will have to be ripped up. |
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And with that, Stu, our master of
ceremonies, congratulated all the talent, commended the hosts, directed
people as to where to go... |
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...and shook
his booty. "I almost got away without doing it," he said, to which the
audience responded, in oddly well-planned unison, "Never!" |
And of course,
the hosts were fantastic. |
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