What is the world raving about?!
Okay, before I start raviewing the hilariously random #NoFilterShow I thought I’d help clarify the pronunciation of “raview.” You know, just in case you want to talk about this post with your friends to tell them how funny, informational, and awesome it was. Or need to clarify why the word “raview” makes sense and isn’t just some stupid word created on the internet to kill the English language.
How to pronounce “raview”: A step by step guide.
Step 1: Say “rave.”
Step 2: Say “review”
Step 3: Mash the two words together and you get “RAVIEW.” (The beginning of the word should sound a lot like the the first syllable in Ravenclaw and less like the the “Rah, rah, rah, ah, ah, ah…” in Lady Gaga’s Bad Romance.)
Step 4: Yeah, that’s basically it. Congratulations! You can now tell all your friends about this new word. Yay.
Okay…back to reviewing. If you are up-to-date on YouTube personalities, then you are aware that everyone raves about The Holy Trinity. So today I chose to focus on the #NoFilterShow, which was a comedy show featuring YouTube’s Holy Trinity: Grace Helbig, Hannah Hart, and Mamrie Hart. (Not to be confused with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.) Why this show? Because it was freaking awesome and I missed Beyonce’s performance at the VMA’s because of it and I wasn’t even mad about it.
Last Sunday I had the chance to attend the #NoFilterShow with my friend at the Avalon in Hollywood. It was the last show of their tour so obviously I was beyond stoked to be able to attend. The venue was great, we had kick-ass seats (meaning, no tall person was sitting in front of me. I call that #winning), and it was obvious that hard-core fans of the Holy Trinity made up about 90% of the audience. (The other 10% were parents who drove tweens to the show.) We all wanted the show to start as soon as we sat down, and it was not because we thought the show was starting at 7pm when it actually started at 8pm, but because we all just wanted to see who I consider to be some of the greatest people on the internet IN REAL LIFE. (Especially Grace Helbig, I think she is one of the greatest people alive, ever. This is not an exaggeration. Ask my friends. Except, I’m not obsessed to the point of making my Twitter handle @GraceHelbigWannabe, @DayanaraHelbig or anything creepy like that.)
As we waited for the show to start a tall guy with a thick German-accent went on stage and started sing-yelling about cockroaches, and other stuff that I didn’t really quite get because he was yelling and had a thick accent. I’m assuming this guy was the warm-up comedian, but we were in Hollywood and Hollywood is filled with weird people, so it could’ve been a random person for all we knew. Luckily, he was part of the show later on, so “weird Hollywood guy who snuck in” was ruled out. Then the show started. Grace, Hannah, and Mamrie set foot on stage wearing matching yellow pencil costumes and started singing about “clicking” stuff and “YouTube” stuff and other relevant stuff that I can’t seem to remember because I just could not believe that the people I was used to seeing on my laptop screen were actually real. They weren’t robots or really good computer-created images, they were REAL PEOPLE. My excitement was off-the-charts to begin with, but when my friend’s name was called as one of the random meet & greet winners I went from excited to HOLY CRAP IS THIS REAL LIFE, THIS CANNOT BE REAL, I AM DREAMING, PUNCH ME TO WAKE ME UP FROM THIS BEAUTIFUL DREAM, mode. (I had an existential crisis to say the least.)
The show was amazing. I found myself laughing way too hard most of the time. Every bit was unique and resonated with the YouTube personalities we are used to seeing in their videos. Hannah Hart’s new book, “My Drunk Kitchen,” was talked about a lot, but not to the point where you felt like you were watching an infomercial. It felt more like a really good friend was telling you about this cool cook-book that you should buy even if you don’t like cooking. They read diary entries, acted out fan-fiction (apparently fans want them to have a threesome. It’s cool though, because I ship Hartbig), pretended to be on a dating show with a random audience member while Grace impersonated Taylor Swift and Mamrie did Katy Perry, ate weird things like baby corn and spam, drank knock-off alcoholic beverages, and did the Ice Bucket Challenge on stage.
Overall, I really appreciated the show for its ability to make me laugh, the randomness of it, and the reassurance that Grace, Hannah, and Mamrie are actually funny in real life. (Biggest fear: meeting a funny YouTube sensation that isn’t really funny.) The best part, of course, was the meet & greet. We got to hug and take pictures with the Holy Trinity. Grace asked me how to pronounce my name, so of course I went with my classic “It’s Dayanara, like Sayonara! But with a D.” She even took a selfie using my phone and signed my show ticket. (I will cherish that ticket forever. I will frame it, and pray to it until the end of my days. Again, not an exaggeration.) All three of them were super nice and welcoming. It was the perfect ending to an incredible night.
#NoFilterShow was definitely worth the Uber ride with the socialist driver who did nothing but lecture us on how horrible we have it here in the U.S. and the homeless man who harassed us and called us “bad tourists” as we waited in line for 40 minutes before being let into the venue. If you didn’t have the chance to attend #NoFilterShow that sucks. You missed some great, down-to-earth, quirky comedy. But I’m sure you can find it on the internet somewhere. And if you choose to watch, which I don’t know why you wouldn’t, don’t be confused by the fact that three grown women are wearing bright yellow pencil costumes. Embrace the randomness, stop sitting up so straight, and laugh until you puke.
Okay, that’s it for this raview. Thanks for reading! And rest assured, there are way more raviews coming your way. Soon, my friends.