For years and years, I was a techno-phobe. I had a landline until 2005. I only got a cell phone because I moved to New York, and my first apartment didn’t have a jack. If I hadn’t gone to grad school where I was forced to engage with technology, I feel fully confident that I would still be googling things like how to turn on an iPhone.
Boy have things changed. I’m a dab hand at everything from video editing to creating gorgeous spreadsheets. A while back, I ditched my relationship to print media — easily, happily — and I now consume almost everything digitally.
Lucky for me, the performing arts are getting with the times. Streaming, which music and film have been doing for years, has finally arrived — yippee!
I had the opportunity to attend the first-ever forum devoted to streaming the performing arts at Lincoln Center where directors, performers, and administrators gathered to opine. To me, the benefits are greater than the drawbacks, but you should read my article to decide if you agree. If you do, check out Cennarium, which is positioning itself as the Netflix of the performing arts. It offers a reasonable membership, so you binge-watch everything from a reimagining of Swan Lake to Fuerza Bruta.
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INTRO AND LINK TO FULL ARTICLE BELOW THE PICTURE
Cennarium's Streaming the Performing Arts at Lincoln Center. Photo by Joe Jenkins.
The performing arts have had a problem since their very inception. Rooted in space, defined by time, the idiom is limited by its need for a witness. If people can’t make a show, well, then they missed it. Perhaps for the rest of their life.
In dance, this issue is particularly pitched. Short runs, small theaters, and shoestring budgets consign many fine pieces to the outskirts of historical memory. But technology — just maybe — has come to the rescue. The performing arts are finally joining the party that music, film, and television have been at since the aughts.
TO READ THE BALANCE ON MY ARTICLE, PLEASE VISIT THE DANCE ENTHUSIAST.