Defying Boundaries

Having enjoyed 'Flawless: Chase the Dream' tour I find myself reflecting on the amazing capability of the human body. Incredible to think that we share the same skeleton as such amazing artists whose moves truly defy gravity and are a testament to strength and flexibility. Their work is truly inspirational, and the show absolutely captivating.

Britain really does have talent and groups like Flawless prove it. Their commitment and dedication are obvious; their passion intense. I wonder what the dynamics backstage look like, and how they have adapted to their sudden celebrity status, and all that entails.

Not for everyone, perhaps but certainly worth a look. Streetdance is a different form of live entertainment, and the audience had high expectations. There can be no doubt that the genre is fun, a real feast for the eyes, but I found there was another very important dimension to the show: heart.

With my foot tapping, and my heart racing, I struggled to believe my eyes and felt my spirits lifted as they progressed through their immaculate acrobatic (and, at times, aerobatic) routines. These guys are brilliant at what they do.

Inspired and inspiring.

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