Lux Boreal’s collaboration with a dance company from Tipperary produces off-kilter wobbles and a human om, to music that could be the soundtrack for one of the moodier Western films.
As the disco ball spins and drinks flow, a sexed up cast recreates the tale of star-crossed lovers in a disco night club. There is simulated debauchery and the spell that makes Bottom have the head of an ass. And most notable, the audience is encouraged, nay, bewitched into disco dancing on the dance floor. This could be the campiest, most interactive show ever.
Michael Reid and John Paul Lawson are both big, powerful athlete-dancers, and they combine all that power with clean, graceful lines, making their pirouettes and wheeling leaps the highlight of Axxiom Dance Collective’s show at the Vine on Sunday evening.
When the lights came on, the dance took off. Gehman, Stephanie Harvey, and Cara Steen slapped their legs to create rhythms and changed direction with military precision. While Barton’s earliest training was in gymnastics and ballet, she channeled Graham’s modernism. Trance-like, the women created patterns in sweeping changes of direction to sink into deep second position; and they rose from the floor in contractions to become warriors in lace skirts and midriff tops.
Savoring every moment in life is the mantra of Charlene Baldridge, a writer and poet who shares unbearable personal loss with grace. Her cathartic and empowering play “Warriors’ duet” at the Fringe Festival may cause the most stoic viewer to weep. The play asks viewers to grieve and celebrate life en mass, and the experience is profound.