It was not the best of times. Fascism was on the rise, unemployment was rampant, racism was widespread, and an iconoclastic American figu...

Life has shrunk in 2020. Time is a loop that spins endlessly, like a top that won’t stop. Space has collapsed to the confines of our home...

For fifty minutes, the future intertwines with the present, and we’re all the better for it.

The walking sequence is simple, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy.

Although plexus derives from the Latin word for braid, what it really looks like is a lacy web. These branching networks of nerves and ve...

It may be one of the most hummable pieces in the Western canon. Set in C major, ¾ time, and thumping with a relentless ostinato rhythm, M...

Approximately three-quarters of the way through his Soundz at the Back of My Head, Thomas L. DeFrantz makes a distinction between listening

amplifying the nothing is a work of remarkable efficiency

Mark Twain once said, “The less there is to justify a traditional custom, the harder it is to get rid of it.” Although Twain probably did...

Dimitris Papaioannou has death on his mind. The last image in The Great Tamer, which made its New York premiere at BAM, buries itself int...

In the Bantu language, the word sénsa means “coming to visibility,” “to appear from far away,” and “to reveal itself.” It seems like a wo...

Swan Lake has been having a moment. Enchantingly flexible, it has accommodated interpretations as diverse as Matthew Bourne’s with its al...

Quiet isn’t silent, and choreographer William Forsythe knows the difference. In his A Quiet Evening of Dance at The Shed’s Griffin Theate...