![Tonight, this. The first piece was utterly charming without being trite and the third piece (the above is a still from it) was wholly compelling without being narrative—both rare achievements. His relationship with the music was near-perfect; his dances (those two, anyways) were in playful conversation with the music, not ruled by it. The movements asked you to pay attention to the music, then refused to settle into predictably obedient phrasings.
I didn’t like the second piece particularly. And his male soloist had an odd disconnect in his musicality.
The lighting was unexpected and bizarre, but I think it worked.
Seattle audiences make me nervous, because I think they can clap forever to be polite and because they don’t know when to stop. And then I’m afraid they’ll just keep clapping as long as the dancers keep bowing and the dancers will keep bowing as long as the audience keeps clapping and we’ll all just sit there through next Tuesday. Thankfully the curtain-operator was more decisive.
[Richard Alston Dance Company]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwove7veKN1qa7ygko1_400.jpg)
Tonight, this. The first piece was utterly charming without being trite and the third piece (the above is a still from it) was wholly compelling without being narrative—both rare achievements. His relationship with the music was near-perfect; his dances (those two, anyways) were in playful conversation with the music, not ruled by it. The movements asked you to pay attention to the music, then refused to settle into predictably obedient phrasings.
I didn’t like the second piece particularly. And his male soloist had an odd disconnect in his musicality.
The lighting was unexpected and bizarre, but I think it worked.
Seattle audiences make me nervous, because I think they can clap forever to be polite and because they don’t know when to stop. And then I’m afraid they’ll just keep clapping as long as the dancers keep bowing and the dancers will keep bowing as long as the audience keeps clapping and we’ll all just sit there through next Tuesday. Thankfully the curtain-operator was more decisive.
