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Wednesday, July 17, 2024

Performing the Palimpsest: Electric Blue and Naked Vanguard at La MaMa Moves! by Meg Doyle

  Some performances can bring back the dead. Through references and recordings, through revivals and reenactments, they channel the spirit of the artists and choreography they cite and call…

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Tuesday, June 11, 2024

Attention, Salvation, and Celebration: Three Emerging Choreographers of La MaMa Moves! by Meg Doyle

There is a moment in Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot that I return to whenever I think about the relationship between dance and language. It’s an often misquoted scene, but it happens…

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Sunday, May 19, 2024

“Surrounded by the Same Water, Divided by the Same Fields”: Owen McCafferty’s Agreement by Meg Doyle

The first songs I learned as a child were rebel songs. They recounted uprisings, hunger strikes, and rebellions; they rhymed and were easy to remember. Lyrics like “Some say the devil is d…

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Friday, March 15, 2024

ON HOLDING AND (UN)LOCKING: CHOREOGRAPHING THE IRISH DANCE ARCHIVE IN Jean Butler’s What We Hold by Meg Doyle

There is a photograph of my grandad and three of his brothers taken in Dublin in the early 1930s; the brothers stand in a row and pose with their arms firmly placed by their sides or their h…

SOURCE: Culture Bot at 04:48PM

ON HOLDING AND (UN)LOCKING: CHOREOGRAPHING THE IRISH DANCE ARCHIVE IN Jean Butler’s What We Hold by Meg Doyle

  There is a photograph of my grandad and three of his brothers taken in Dublin in the early 1930s; the brothers stand in a row and pose with their arms firmly placed by their sides or thei…

SOURCE: Culture Bot at 02:42PM

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