Brazilian choreographer Leonardo Sandoval used Etude #13 to kick off the evening’s dance offerings. His tap number for himself and Ana Tomioshi, Orlando Hernández, and Lucas Santana made the most radical use of Glass’s music. The piece began without piano accompaniment at all. The quintet onstage clapped and snapped and tapped out a rhythm that melded into the 13th etude when pianist Noé Kains jumped off the stage and sat at the instrument to play. Group tapping is not the first thing that comes to mind in relation to introspective and solitary piano compositions, but the unconventional fusion was interesting. Piano oscillations can evoke raindrops, and the tapping here sounded like rain too—rain that was hitting a hard roof. Also, the cyclicality of Glass’s music lends itself well to turning, but tap isn’t big on turns. However, Sandoval created some; he incorporated rotations into a group shuffle toe tap sequence that worked nicely with the score. I also liked when he had dancers make solo passages across the stage during a series of musical scales. Sandoval wrapped up this dance by sliding splat off the tap platform, which was clever. Glass’s endings can be jarring. Sandoval is right: all that monotonous repetition abruptly ceasing is akin to falling off a treadmill.
Chanon Judson, Co-Artistic Director of the Urban Bush Women, also presented a style not typically matched to piano etudes. She choreographed and performed a solo to the 11th etude that refreshingly departed from the standard minimalist dance tropes. Glass’s music often inspires clockwork moves that are compact, technical and locomotive: bourrées, chaîné turns, lunges, sautés, chassés en tournant. Judson, towering and cool in her rippling turquoise gown, kicked expansively while standing on one spot. She harnessed the tension inherent in the etude to fight against her own willowy limbs and flowing dress with squats and fists and flexed feet and occasionally, stillness. Excitingly, she approximated Glass’s busyness with her articulate shoulders, hunched over, blades jutting like vulture wings.
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