Pilobolus, and what is dance for?
John and I went to see Pilobolus the other night. it was great! surprisingly great. i’d seen them last in 2003 at the american dance festival in NC and they weren’t good at all, i’d felt. seemed like they’d become gimmicky, frozen, w/o anything dynamic going on in their movement or ideas. i’ve seen a fair amount of pilobolus–they used to perform pretty regularly at ADF and since i’m from that area, they became sort a mainstay to the region, at least in the summers. i remember seeing one of their performances years ago when i was first trying to figure out what modern dance is about and what it’s good for. the piece i saw took me to another world, a trippy place with completely different rules, and i remember loving that, the possibilities and the openness. it sort of provided me with an example of what dance ideally could do.
anyway, so this performance on wednesday night was great. not so much in the trippy otherwordly way, but just as great entertainment. they did 5 pieces and honestly, 4 were excellent. one piece showed an undersea world made up of bizarre creatures that was totally beautiful and charming–not really abstract in the sense i was talking about above, but still amazing to watch and fully entertaining, in the best sense. i won’t go into each piece but they were all pretty satisfying, esp the last one which was kind of like pure energy on stage. and energy is always very satisfying to watch, at least for me.
but john asked me if other modern dancers look down at pilobolus, or if they don’t consider it fully “dance” and i had to say yes, probably so. it’s dance, but not at all in the typical sense, and in a way it can seem a bit cheesy or gimmicky. it’s still great–saying that doesn’t take away from it being amazing–but it’s probably not for the discerning dance snob. most of it isn’t abstract and tasteful in the typical sense, and there’s a fair amount of cultivated sexiness on the part of the women dancers that you don’t typically see in modern dance. and also no lifting of men by women, or women by women, pretty much only men lifting women, which is kinda dull, now that i think about it.
but it was still great and the place (the warner theatre) was packed, which was terrific to see.
john is getting super curious about modern dance and it’s amazing. and i’m certainly learning something! he took a 3-part course on the history of modern dance at the kennedy center, and came back telling me about ruth st denis and ted shawn, and another night came to me raving about merce cunningham! which was so cool b/c i’m not the hugest fan of merce (as john now calls him) and yet i realize i don’t actually know a damn thing about him. what john loved about his stuff, esp one piece whose title he doesn’t know, is how it’s like watching life on mars, or crazy people–creatures from some other world. which is what i’d loved about that pilobolus piece i’d seen at adf years ago, that sense of possibilty, of being able to go beyond our normal, practical, hard limits, the everyday life that binds us to “reality”. if that makes sense. it’s such a cool thing and i can 100% see why john would be attracted to it.
but the class didn’t go beyond cunningham, which is a shame b/c in my mind there’s a lot more out there going on that john didn’t get a sense of. and yet i don’t really know enough myself to say exactly what it is. lotta pointed out the judson church movement, how that’s been perhaps the biggest change in modern dance in the past few decades…and so i must now learn more about it.