Teaċ Daṁsa in Michael Keegan-Dolan’s MÁM
It’s a gathering. At times, it has the joy of a ceilidh, but it also has a dark, mysterious edge, and is often quite disconcerting.
It’s a gathering. At times, it has the joy of a ceilidh, but it also has a dark, mysterious edge, and is often quite disconcerting.
An evening that brought together well-known names and Ballet Nights favourites, and featured the UK debut of Mexico’s Ballet de Monterrey.
The three performers are quite superb. They manipulated the audience to perfection, taking us from crying with laughter, to laughing through tears…
A very appealing and always engaging 55-minute look at what it really takes to work creatively with another person
Across both evenings, dialects shifted quickly, textures changed sharply, and technique kept surfacing as a through-line.
About HIV/AIDS, Tell Me certainly leaves its mark. For all its difficult subject matter, it’s also a work that’s warm and full of hope and optimism.
The combination of Christopher Bruce and Leonard Cohen in Troubadour produces a dance magic of the sort rarely seen, spellbinding and unforgettable
The dancers are committed and the themes are ambitious. What I miss is not effort, but clarity.
Three works that approach dance from very different directions. Movement functioned as performance, but also a way of listening, gathering and questioning
Christopher Hampson’s version of the Snow Queen for Scottish Ballet is like a breath of fresh air. A terrifically entertaining spectacle,
All three pieces show performers with ability and intent, but none of them offers a thread I can follow.