The ghosts of “takemehome” are embodied by his dancers, dressed in streetwear separates, as they dip in and out of manic states, sometimes clawing at the air as their audible breath echoes across the gloomy stage.
When the dancers in “takemehome” do get going, their energetic shifts lead to quick sprints, rapid fire jumps, far-flung limbs, but there is also much slow motion, in which bodies lean back and drag forward as if suspended by strings.
Lately it seems that European contemporary dance, at least from France, has a thing for slow motion.
Sometimes I wonder if it’s a subconscious way of willing those in the world to take a much-needed pause.
When five of the performers, some standing on the amps, pick up guitars and start to strum — they do so vigorously, their arms moving up and down to create a sheet of sound — the zeppelin turns an angry red.
Persons:
Chamblas —, “, Yves Godin, Virginie Mira, strum
Locations:
California, France