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In January, we finally succeeded in one of mankind’s ultimate goals: appear on television. Well, “appear” might not be the appropriate word unless you interpret it as starring in the audience of a television show with a very slight possibility to be recognized either in the audience or on the audio tape.
A lot of television shows, mostly talk shows, are taped in New York City. Most of the time I avoid (public) cameras, but I made an exception for the Rachael Ray Show (a talk/cooking show) and The Daily Show with Jon Stewart (a late night comedy show). These television shows allow us, non famous people, to be in the audience and experience the exciting life of television show hosts up close. Lights, Camera, Music!
In practice, this means that you apply months in advance whereby a lucky few get tickets for a show. The day of the show, you have to show up hours in advance, stand in line and hope you make it in. The shows are always overbooked, so the people in the back of the line might be waiting in vain (which happened to me twice!). Then you go through a metal detector and security stricter than your average Baghdad – New York flight. Once inside, they make you wait some more – in a small room, of course – and finally, you are led into the studio where they make you… wait some more. One advice: dress appropriately. In addition to the instructions you get by e-mail (no busy patterns, no ripped jeans or other inappropriate clothes, etc.), they should warn you that the studio is ice cold. Which makes sense, you don’t want to see sweaty television hosts and guests because of all the studio lights shining in their face. Before the show starts, a stand-up comedian is brought in to get the audience “warmed up” (oh, the irony, got it?) and practice your smiling, clapping, laughing, and the like. And then finally, the show starts.
The shows I went to were pretty entertaining, each in their own way. At the Rachael Ray Show, we saw some cooking, some style advice, someone famous from the Oprah show (whom I didn’t recognize) and a makeover of the Jersey Shore female cast (* see my footnote below). Best of all, the show gave everyone in the audience a lot of freebies, amongst which, two pairs of really nice shoes. The audience didn’t need to fake a smile for the camera when they gave those away… although the three lonely men in the audience (probably dragged there by their girlfriends) seemed less excited about the free leggings and shoes. Behind the screens, they made us fill in a tax form; since our gifts were worth more than $400, we will need to pay taxes on the value of the gifts (when I discovered this annoying little fact, I also changed my plan to win the US lottery - I'll wait for the European one). Talking about a taxing experience, the show was really exhausting – we spent about three hours in the studio during which we had to smile/clap every 3 minutes!
(*) Jersey Shore: an infamous reality television show aired on MTV showing the lives of Guidos and Guidettes (Italian-Americans from New Jersey) who spend most of their time on (i) grooming themselves with fake spray tans, a lot of hairspray and skimpy clothes and (ii) trying to attract the opposite sex. The Jersey Shore cast (with nicknames like Snooki, JWoww, Mike The Situation, …) is insanely popular in the US. First, they were just laughed at but now they are becoming the next hype. For some unknown, unearthly reason, they have even been invited to some fashion shows during NYC Fashion Week. *gasp*
The other show, The Daily Show, was completely different – a funny take on current (mostly political) news. Jon Stewart is a famous comedian (a la Jay Leno but better) and I must say, I didn’t think he would be that good in improvising. Surprisingly, Jon Stewart himself took the honor to warm up the audience before the show with a Q&A session, which turned out to be a really good stand-up comedian show. The show itself was over in a second… of course, when you watch it on television it seems to last forever taking into account the commercial breaks every 5 minutes.
I don’t think I actually made it to the silver screen in either show, unless maybe the back of my head on the Rachael Ray Show… but hey, you have to start somewhere! Before you know it, I’m going to casting calls for the next big reality show, Belgian Invasion, about Belgians trying to make it in American showbiz!
