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Back in October, New York City Ballet got a new cowboy. His arrival occurred in the final section of George Balanchine’s “Western Symphony.”
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There seems to be no clear organizing principle behind the programs at the yearly Fall for Dance festival at New York City Center. No principle, that is, beyond the very laudable one of offering a wide range of dance from various corners of the world to the public at a very accessible price.
Programs can be hit or miss, it’s true, but there’s usually at least one item that quickens the pulse. In the final program (program five) of the festival, that was Bijayini Satpathy’s performance of the Odissi solo “Sitāharan,” a retelling of an episode from the fifth century BC epic the “Ramayana.” I call it a solo, but in reality it is a quintet, danced by Satpathy, sung (with gorgeous tone) by the vocalist Bindhumalini Narayanaswamy, and played by Sanjib Kumar Kunda, Sibasankar Satapathy, and Srinibas Satapathy on violin, mardala drum, and flute. (The latter two are Satpathy’s brothers.) All traveled from India.
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              Back in October, New York City Ballet got a new cowboy. His arrival occurred in the final section of George Balanchine’s “Western Symphony.”
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Continue ReadingDance, at its best, captures nuance particularly well, allowing us to feel deeply and purely. In its wordlessness, it places a primal reliance on movement and embodied knowledge as communication all its own. It can speak directly from the body to the heart, bypassing the brain’s drive to “make sense of.”
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