THANK HEAVEN FOR ...: I gather that they are the khakis-and-button-down-shirt of the industry, but the SYTYCD audition rounds this year seem to prove at least one thing: The way to Nigel Lythgoe's heart is through the ass-pants section of your local Danskin outlet. It also doesn't hurt to have a learner's permit.
Three other observations: (1) Utah, unsurprisingly, isn't the greatest place to look for poppers and breakdancers, though it weirdly continues to have exceedingly well-trained formal dancers; (2) There are strip clubs in Utah? Who knew?; and (3) Vegas week is going to be crowded.