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Nicholas Andre Dance
December 20, 2009 -- Joyce Theater Soho, New York, NY I was amazed by my eagerness to dart my eyes from dancer to dancer around the stage, in suspense of how and where each individual would move next in this arrangement of pieces choreographed by Nick Ross. This particular kind of engagement with the audience and energy that the Nicholas Andre dancers exuded was remarkable. These talented artists, as well as athletes, performed in such a way that I was truly hooked to follow their stream of energy wherever it took them next. The first piece, “Wired,” set to the music of Steve Reich, was, in keeping with its title, full of electricity, with passion radiating from the dancers’ movement quality and directional patterns covering the entirety of the stage. I had a sense of frenzy watching this, and the costumes contributed to this sense: black unitards with a lime-green pattern of lines going in every direction. The dancers executed the movements with such strength and power, so many graceful and beautiful landings from such extravagant jumps and turns preceding it. There were motions throughout this dance where a very quick, small, sharp movement would be performed after such a long extent of constant motion. The pause after the small sharp movement was so engaging, especially when the dancers made eye contact with the audience or with each other. This continued to create a sense of wonder and interest that wrapped me into the piece even further. It gave a sense of the sparks amidst all the flowing energy.
“Elegy” was another world premiere by these talented artists that was set to the music of Phillip Glass. The dancers moved together, yet each dancer had an individual quality and sense of loneliness. The light purple costumes and dim lighting set a somber mood, and the dancing fulfilled that with movements of grace and elegance. The dancers executed the jumps and turns with ease and effortlessness. There were times when one dancer would attempt to interact with the others, but in return was no reaction. It was as if they were the only one present, and nothing they did could make any other dancer acknowledge their presence. This contrast of one dancer moving and struggling while the other dancers were in complete stillness amplified the contrast and struggle. It concluded with the bodies dragged close together overlapping, and as the lights dimmed, the last standing dancer knelt and slowly lowered his head, giving a sense of either defeat or relief, depending on how you individually perceived it.
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