Now, I know I've got some pretty sweet moves on the dance floor (the sprinkler, anyone?) but Cincinnati welcomed ten dancers whom America discovered really can dance...and very, very well. The So You Think You Can Dance tour graced the Aronoff Center with a knockout, high-octane performance. Screaming fans were rewarded with some of the shows most popular dances as well as some fresh choreography, including original pieces from contestants Travis, Dmitry and Heidi.

Donyelle and Benji got things off to a rip-roarin' start with the hip-hop number Too Much Booty in the Pants (a personal booty-shakin' favorite of mine). Heidi and Ryan worked the crowd with the Cuban Rumba showing Ryan, in my opinion, at his utmost best which is nothing short of pure grace and ability. Travis brought sexy back during the group's dance set to the popular Justin Timberlake song. Natalie and Dmitry got hot and heavy with a Latin dance and later with disco. Ivan and Allison took the stage for their much loved contemporary and hip-hop dances (the smooth hip-hop was choreographed by Cincinnati's own Shane Sparks...I gotta give a shout out to my man whose work is unbelievably kick ass every time!) And the infamous Tranji dance with finalists Travis and Benji (also choreographed by Shane Sparks) made an appearance. The only thing crazier than the dancing were the costumes. Heidi's bright personality was matched only by her sequin and rhinestone encrusted costumes, and somewhere Joan Rivers was having a heart attack thanks to Ivan's powder blue suit and bright yellow shoe combo during the disco number.

Sadly, host Cat Deeley was not in attendance but came to us via pre-recorded video along with regurgitated video packages that aired during the show's run (some fresh behind-the-scenes footage would've been cool). But winner Benji was there in all his goofy glory entertaining and wise-cracking his way into Cincinnatian hearts.

The cool thing about the show was the age range of its audience. From grandparents to grade schoolers, every age group was represented, and I got a kick out of watching the tweens practice their sweet moves at intermission.
By the end of the show my feet hurt from dancing in my seat and my ears were ringing from the continuous screaming fans, but I had a huge smile on my face and an incredible urge to shake my groove thang. Sigh.

I cannot hide my geeky love affair with SYTYCD (insert girlish squeal here), but just in case you were sucked in to the phenomenon like me but weren't able to score tickets to the sold out show, check out other city's show dates for future performances.