One year ago, yesterday, I auditioned to become a Lofter on U8TV. Now, the process is starting all over again and the folks inside the Loft have a few events coming up to help them find a new group of people to live their lives inside the media bubble.
I actually thought that my coverage of U8TV was over until just a couple of weeks ago I got a special little VIP pass to a party I didn’t even know about. Seems that the Lofters and their bosses at U8TV were looking to have a little party and who was I to refuse a party?! So, donning one of my ultra-suave, lady-killer ensembles I headed out for some beers, music and a little U8TV celebrity spotting.
Since that chill autumn day nearly 4 months ago, when I got my first glimpse at the U8TV-machine, I’ve gone through every stage of love and hate for the concept of U8TV. From the odd name to the cool idea of the high-tech loft, I thought every idea over… and none of it prepared me for the last two days that I’ve sat in front of my computer watching these 8 wonderful freaks try and make something out of nothing.
For the record, as I know at least one Lofter (the fabulous Tre – who rated the site 10/100 – Ouch!) has visited this page, I want to make something honestly clear. My opinions and ideas on each of the Lofters is nothing personal. At the same time, Tre took my “pompous” comment rather well.
Yes, January 15th at 8:00am the cameras start rolling and the world will get it’s chance to take a look at these 8 people who would/could be stars. Just the other day I got my chance to go down to the Lofter’s home and see what all the fuss was going to be about. I know I shouldn’t be negative since the show hasn’t even premiered yet, but I wasn’t exactly impressed.
The dust has settled and through it, 25 finalists emerge to stand trial for their lives and the future of a new media experience.
It’s Monday, September 25 at 6:30 in the morning and I’m standing outside the Cumberland Cinemas waiting as my legs slowly go numb in the morning chill for my chance to audition for U8TV. My tongue is already burnt and sore from the first sip of stagnant coffee that I got at a little hole in the wall down the street. I’m vaguely nervous and wondering why I’m doing this.
A long, long time ago people started doing something called, “live television.” It wasn’t called Survivor, Big Brother or anything else… it was just live television and that was all that was on. As the years have passed, that has changed to the absolute polar opposite. Today, every show that is on is pre-taped and then edited to be as catchy and marketable as possible.