Resolution! 15 Feb, 2012 – A year ago today

The One With the Double Booking.

Donald Hutera and Graham Watts fought. To win my heart. Well not quite..

They both thought they were on duty with me. In the end, front row guys got to cover closing night (Donald and Jeffrey GB), and the G&G double act was reprised.

Resolution! 15 February, 2012:

Joon Dance, Pillar to Post

Tara Pilbrow, Waltzing Words

MurleyDance, Laissez-moi danser (Let me dance)

If a microphone had been placed centerstage at Resolution! last night, we would have heard a cacophony of voices – relentless, resolute and eloquent, all of which were stifled by the environment we live in. Each of the three pieces sought to project a voice, both silent and spoken, through material that was confidently executed.

MurleyDance’s offering for the night had the biggest cast I have seen on the Resolution! stage yet. Flanking five central characters, the corps de ballet dancers could easily have been picked off a classical production ofSwan Lake, sans pointe shoes and tutus. While they impressed with their balletic grace and flexibility, they looked ill at ease strutting on in heels and shaking their hips. A boy’s cries of Laissez-moi danser (Let me dance) were met with his parents’ disapproval, understandably, as he aspired towards a pared-down, bland Madonna.

Laissez-moi danser made reference to a singing voice, whereas Joon Dance’s Pillar to Post amplified the angsty voice of today’s youth culture. The work’s thrilling physicality was undeniable as the boys launched into daredevil break-dancing moves, and the girls did well to match the boys in agility and vigour. Tracing their bodies with their fingers mimicking the legs of a spider, the quartet’s hands seemed to portray society’s negative image of youth eating away at its very subjects.

The language of the body in movement is dance itself, and Tara Pilbrow’s solo did not require any Waltzing Words for her sensual interpretation of this language to come across to the audience. Her seemingly improvised movements melded into a seamless, at times one-dimensional, flow that was lost amidst the dissonant voices of various languages. However when the noise faded away to reveal the euphonious strains of Chopin, Pilbrow came alive, her muscular back just as arresting as her eyes. She danced as a woman, reminding me of a modern day Isadora Duncan as she clutched her solar plexus while the lights came down.

Published on Resolution! Review alongside Graham Watts (@GWDanceWriter).


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