Sexual Chocolate Steps It Up In 'Big Show' At Robsham
Published: Sunday, February 17, 2013
Updated: Sunday, February 17, 2013 23:02
For those students who were left wanting a little more after Valentine’s Day, Sexual Chocolate took the stage in Robsham on Friday night, and they did not disappoint. Their annual Big Show left viewers laughing, cheering, and sometimes speechless with their incredibly fluid moves—the perfect way to end a stressful week of midterms.
Before the step team made their appearance, Fuego del Corazon opened the performance, kicking off the show with their lively spins and lifts. As the backdrop faded to a red glow, Fuego turned up the heat with a slower song and showcased the chemistry between each pair of dancers. “Danza Kuduro” had the audience clapping in approval for their final number, leaving the room energized and ready for more.
Next, the Boston College Dance Ensemble displayed their graceful ballet and jazz-inspired technique with “Fever,” clad in red and black outfits. A brief tap routine followed, and the act culminated in a gathering of all the dancers to a more fast-paced song. The techno beats of the music didn’t quite seem to match the fluidity of their movements, although the act became more cohesive once Adele’s “Set Fire To The Rain” filled the theater.
After a brief interlude by the hosts on “how to tell if a brother can’t dance,” three members of Sexual Chocolate finally appeared, although not in their usual attire. The group organized their entire performance around a skit involving a school dance, complete with Mean Girls-esque cliques: the (swim team) jocks, the nerds, the dance kids who “don’t even go here,” and the chaperones. One of the most hilarious aspects of the show was their pop-culture references, such as the old man’s exclamation, “I got bronchitis! ‘Aint nobody got time for that!’” After the groups ran down from the audience to the stage one by one they finally assumed the characters we all know and love: the perfectly synchronized dancers that have the amazing ability to stomp and clap their hands in unison to create an undeniable rhythm.
Next up, the first and only female entered the stage, a girl named Molly who everyone had their eye on. Each clique sent a representative to catch her attention, all failing miserably. The members of Sexual Chocolate were able to transition from their goofy high school personas into their roles as highly skilled dancers quite seamlessly. After the off-campus dancers attempted to seduce Molly with their street style, they all wondered about the “move” that they forgot to show her, which launched into another round of step dancing. This segment displayed Sexual Chocolate’s incredible speed, and showed their versatility with smooth spins and slides that contrasted with their more intense stomps and jumps.
The next portion of the skit involved a trial, since someone was responsible for putting powder in the swim team’s photo booth, spiking the punch, and putting a whoopee cushion under the oldest chaperone’s seat. When no one admitted to the crime, the dancers resumed position with their “remix,” integrating typical hip-hop sounds such as “ooh girl, you want it” into their routine. Here they strayed from their traditional style, where every dancer steps in unison—instead choosing to have three separate groups doing their own routine. It was a welcome change of pace, and still maintained effortless cohesion.
No high school dance is complete without a dance battle, this time featuring the off-campus dancers versus the nerds. While the former showed off their moves, the nerds mirrored their steps precisely, showing their inner swag to the beat of Ludacris’ “The Potion.” The audience’s cheers affirmed that the nerds in fact won that battle, even if they were clad in glasses and suspenders.
The final portion of the skit revealed that it was the DJ behind all the pranks, lamenting his inability to fit in with any of the groups. Although the act seemed to drag on too long, putting more emphasis on the members’ acting rather than their dancing, all complaints disappeared momentarily as the lights dimmed and the audience was able to witness how Sexual Chocolate is able to live up to their name. As they loosened their ties, the guys took “sexual” to a whole new level with their hip thrusts and body rolls. They shortly after left the stage, and just when everyone was about to yell in frustration for wanting more, they entered from the side doors into the audience with roses in hand, handing them out to several girls in the audience and making the rest of us extremely jealous.
And then the chairs came out—and we all know no one can be tamed when that kind of prop is involved. To the sensual music of 112’s “Anywhere,” shirts were torn off, bodies were gyrating, and girls were screaming. It was reminiscent of Channing Tatum’s strip dance to “Pony” in the beautiful film that is Magic Mike. But even better, BC students got to see the Sexual Chocolate performance live—an impressive combination of skill, tangible stage presence, and the smoothest dancers you’ll find on campus.