Month: September 2015

September 25th, “Earth/Body/Home”

Choreography by Amara Tabor-Smith 

Dancing on the street – talking with Christy Bollingbroke- kneeling in the lobby watching/observing/listening.  A familiar form (Tabor-Smith had a similar beginning at the Walking Distance Festival in 2013).  Then there was a speech or rather some talking and quoting, a preface of sorts.  It seemed a little much at the time. I did write down some words in my notebook (in no particular order):

mourning

birth

migration – immigration

place no place

what remains?

home

There really wasn’t time to read the program.

It felt like a ritual, but not.

It felt like a dance performance, but not.

The program notes started with: “The ritual which you will participate in…”  But I didn’t feel like a participant in a ritual: I wasn’t asked.  I felt like an audience member that was bearing witness to something I didn’t know much about; it was odd.  What if I refuse to participate?  What then?  I was almost so consumed by this oddness that I mostly forgot the dancing, the movement of bodies on the stage.  What were they doing? What were they saying?  How did they move?  Maybe it doesn’t matter. I wanted it to matter.

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September 12th, “Six Voice’s Sing Gertrude Stein”

By Ramon & Jessica’s A Cappella Big Band 

I was hungry.

This hit was just right flavor – of people, space, and words.  Such lovely words, such lovely rhythm. Not a dance, but wondrous movement.  Even if the second ½ lagged, I was still entranced.

Again, I went with a lot of not knowing, but got some bits from Rebekah – just the right amount to make it juicy.  I left with a smile.  Then bought Stein’s book, The World is Round.  I can’t wait to read it to Alice.