THE KING IS BACK, WITH IMPACT (NO, NOT THAT ONE!)
By Paul Hertelendy
artssf.com, the independent observer of San Francisco Bay Area music &
dance
Week of April 10-17, 2004
Vol. 6, No. 96
Serge Diaghilev used to tell his creative artists, "Astonish me!"
San Francisco choreographer Alonzo King achieves just that in a wildly
varied program of 1,001 dance styles with his LINES, nominally billed as
a ballet company. The troupe is modern, at times post-modern, at times
devoid of ballet steps altogether. King speaks to the eclectic younger
generation; his vision is of 21st-century dance having many and often distant
influences, expanding the proverbial envelope.
These are dances to make you sit up, focus and tune in intently, with rarely
a soothing massage for the dinosaur fringe in the audience.
His "The Patience of Aridity, Waiting for Petrichor" for instance is hardly
comfortable or comforting, no more so than the title itself---a taut, angular
exercise in disorientation, with dancers in crouches, or in body configurations
of Z, F, or crucifix. King may be purposefully obscure in meaning and message.
The new word petrichor, for instance, is a smell of an oily essence that
comes from rocks or soil after a rain.
There is little release or relaxation in the dances: even the lovers, like
the superb Laurel Keen and John M. Schert doing the finale, are in a tense,
locked-jaw relationship.
Indeed, such is the trademark of King's choreography, which is used exclusively
by this multiracial troupe of 11 (swelling to 24 for "The Rite of Spring").
King's moves are quick, complex and staccato, with every limb constantly
turning, churning and thrusting in a restless space of wilful turbulence.
King's "The Rite of Spring" reverts to the familiar (and highly dissonant)
Stravinsky score but only alludes obliquely to the well-known 1913
scenario of ritual/adoration/sacrifice that had so shocked the ballet world.
The Chosen One, for instance, is played sequentially by two different women.
As a visceral display of frenzied tribal rites, this piece brings great
energy to the stage, leaving this viewer with an unanswered question: Are
the wild gyrations of the tribal mass intentional, or an unruliness ascribed
to insufficient rehearsal?
The various apprentices and add-ons throw themselves into the fray with
abandon, at any rate. Adding to the mystery, the crescendo finale has celebrants
throwing fine white dust in the air, dancing around the Chosen One. That's
either a purification rite, an allusion to drug-fired revelry, or the makings
of a really bad hair day.
Two long solos opening the Rite's two sections were brilliantly and indefatigably
done by Laurel Keen and Prince Credell.
Josephine Baker conquered Paris between the world wars, an African-American
noted for her bilingual songs, her dancing, her stunning sculptor's body
and her nudity. In King's tribute "Baker Fix," Maurya Kerr and Lauren Porter
Worth scraped at the varied surface of Baker through Charlestons and Haitian
dances with a lot of energy but little verisimilitude. King alluded to
the nudity obliquely with a risque costume.
A Coleman Hawkins tribute showed off the company veteran Chiharu Shibata
in the night's most balletic moves, opposite Credell, when seen April 9.
"RITE OF SPRING" ADDENDA---When that earth-shaking ballet premiered in
Paris in 1913, its modernism shocked the traditionalist ballet-goers, producing
the biggest ballet riot in history, with hooting and hollering drowning
out the music. What is now forgotten was the reprise of the revolutionary
work in a concert hall a year later, with the very same conductor, Pierre
Monteux, on the podium, and half the intelligentsia of Paris eagerly in
attendance. Among them was composer Darius Milhaud, who told us that, in
contrast to the 1913 scandal, the concert reprise was a wild, wild success.
From that point on, "Rite" had legs, both rite and left.
Alonzo King's LINES Ballet in one program
of four works, with prerecorded music. Yerba Buena Center Theater, 3rd
and Howard, S.F., through April 18. Also Mountain View, April 29-May 1.
For info: (415) 978-2787, or on-line.
©Paul Hertelendy 2004
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Paul Hertelendy has been covering
the dance and modern-music scene in the San Francisco Bay Area with relish
-- and a certain amount of salsa -- for years.
These critiques appearing weekly (or sometimes semi-weekly, but never weakly)
will focus on dance and new musical creativity in performance, with forays
into recordings by local artists, books (by authors of the region) and
theater as well.
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