Old Men Grooving shuffle, then go full hip-hop

Name: Old Men Grooving shuffle, then go full hip-hop
Uploaded: 2015-05-02T20:04:38Z
Duration: 3 min 4 s
Description: Five men in everyday clothes walk onto the Britain's Got Talent stage, and the audience has no idea what to make of them.

Five men in everyday clothes walk onto the Britain's Got Talent stage, and the audience has no idea what to make of them. more

They call themselves Old Men Grooving. Asked whether they have jobs, they say yes: a manager, a teacher, and "some part-time teaching as well." Asked whether this is something the Queen or the royal family would like, one of them answers, "Yeah, we think they're going to love what we're doing."

Three men stand with their hands on their hips in front of a colorful digital backdrop. A headline runs in white letters across the lower third. — Old Men Grooving strike a pose that gives nothing away.

"Best of luck," they're told, and someone gets in one more line: "Imagine being their kids." The music starts, and for a few seconds the five of them keep it gentle. Small, mellow steps, the kind of dancing you could do while holding a cup of tea.

Then the beat changes, and so do they. The mellow steps fall away, and out come classic hip-hop and street dance routines from men who were talking about part-time teaching a minute ago.

Group performing on stage with a cityscape backdrop at 'Britain's Got Talent' event. The headline runs in white letters across the lower third. — Five men in everyday clothes walk onto the Britain's Got Talent stage, and the audience has no idea what to make of them.

The audience that had been sizing them up forgets all about it. The polite men from the chat at the start are gone, and in their place is a party. Nobody on the show saw this coming from five men in casual clothes.

A man with dark hair in a suit and tie speaks while looking ahead, in front of a dim red background. A headline runs in white letters across the lower third. — Five men in dad clothes were the last act anyone expected to win over the room.

The music shouts "Get up, get on up," and later "jump on it," and the five of them keep up with every call. One of them, a bald man with glasses in a dark sweater over a red collared shirt, smiles so wide it takes over his whole face.