So much like Kaycee , I feel that TiVo has let me down…
TiVo has an option whereby you can save a program, or a portion of a program, indefinitely. We have used that sacred option thrice:
1. The Beating Up of the Chicken-Handing-Out-Flyers Scene from “The Family Guy”
2. The Hilarious Guy Eating His Own Snot As He Gags Scene from “Fear Factor”
3. The Bobby Brown with the Worst Back-Up Dancer in the World Scene on “Saturday Night Live”
Every once in a while, as we sit and stare at the “Programs Recorded List” on the TiVo, we chose to watch one of the permanently recorded scenes, just for laughs. The Bobby Brown and the Worst Back-Up Dancer in the World is my personal favorite. Let me set the scene…
This is Bobby Brown in his hay-day. He’s on top of his game, he’s smooth, he’s married to Whitney Houston, and he has not yet been incarcerated. He is guest singing on SNL some time during the early-ish 90’s with a HUGE band and about 10 back-up dancers.
Bobby is decked out in gold, and his back-up dancers are in sexy black tights and leotards with bowler hats. His dancers are buff ladies, these are street dancers, not dancers found and trained in academies, they are tough and funky and smooth…except for one.
At a certain point in the choreography, this “dancer” literally cartwheels (along with the others) into view…legs akimbo, bent knees, like the kind you see on the playground not the gymnastics class. She is skinny, not muscled like the others. Oh, yeah, and she’s also a little more Caucasian than her peers. She’s very pretty, and you get the feeling that’s how she got the gig, dancing right next to Bobby.
But she is awful. Her timing is off, her feet are off, her funk is off, and she’s got no street credibility.
The first time I saw her was one night at about 2.30 am when I was waiting for Todd to come home from work. I saw what was going on, and had the presence of mind to press instant record on the TiVo.
Oh, how I’ve enjoyed that segment, over and over! Until today, I unwittingly pressed “DELETE” after viewing its delightful awkwardness. I have actually mourned that bit of TV all afternoon.
I will miss you Worst Back-Up Dancer in the World…keep practicing, baby.