Review: Tarantiseismic, Sadler's Wells
The stage is dark for several minutes. Almost unrecognisably, light begins to seep into the performance space, gradually revealing the cast of the National Youth Dance Company submerged underneath layers of fabric. Their bodies are unrecognisable as human forms, metamorphosing between isolated pebbles, swirling sufi-like figures and one interconnected mass (which is poignant regarding the... Read more → The p…
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