Up first was a bald-headed and fierce Jasmine Hearn (reminiscent of the beautiful Dada Masilo), whose spins and backbends collided with words including, “all while boring the fuck out of me” (from “The Order of Time” section, and not at all applicable here).

That her buttonless, crimson-colored, see-through blouse (performers designed their own costumes), open at times to reveal her breasts, gave the scenario a disco/come/rave club vibe. And why not? Aside from the fact that Orraca-Tetteh spent a decade honing his craft playing clubs all over downtown New York, and is still in demand as a DJ, when the dancers came together, as they did in the “Horn of the Clock-Bike” section, their energy was also reminiscent of that in “Fela!”, the 2010 Tony award-winning show that Jones directed and choreographed: Here were gyrations, back-bending and circling aplenty; and there was even a voodoo-like figure in purple, d. Sabela grimes.

Williams, a towering wordsmith who has been at the forefront of cool and cutting edge since his 2001 debut recording, “Amethyst Rock Star”—and has performed at venues that include the White House and the Louvre—proved a potent partner to the dancers.

From sounding angry and combatant to proud and resilient, the 52-year old bard provided the non-linear, rap-like narrative in a barrage of homilies, woozy metaphors and pop culture references: the “Rocky Horror Picture Show,” Keith Haring, Vogue and Cosmo were summoned from “Think Like They Book Say,” enhancing his hipster status, even mentioning a girl he met…and that, “she was once a he,” with one of the dancers contorted to look like a Louise Bourgeois spider sculpture: a good thing!

Add to this rhythmic vocabulary the terpsichorean element, strobe lights à la David Parsons (lighting design by Serena Wong), and Orraca-Tetteh’s driving basslines, and there was a feeling of unity, although more dance connections—trios and quartets for example—would have been desirable. Still, the sheer strength and stamina of the performers was something to behold. Deep lunges, one-legged stances, and even a stray arabesque or two were on view.