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Reed Tankersley in the first half of Twyla Tharp’s Brahms Paganini<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n Watching Reed Tankersley perform the long opening solo in Twyla Tharp\u2019s 1980 Brahms Paganini<\/em> confirmed my sense that Tharp considers dancers as heroes. In this work, which closes the program at the Joyce Theater billed as \u201cTwyla Tharp and Three Dances,\u201d Tankersley, alone onstage, performs Book I (a theme and fourteen variations) of Johannes Brahms\u2019s Variations on a Theme By Paganini<\/em>, Op. 35, for solo piano (in this case, a recording made for Tharp\u2019s company in 1982 by Kevin McGinty).<\/p>\n It\u2019s not just the sense of ordeal that colors Tankersley heroic, it\u2019s the way Tharp constructs the rarely pausing current of dancing. The choreographic rhythms ride the music as if the performer were designing an intricate, carefully plotted journey\u2014sometimes sauntering along a stretch of the trail, sometimes racing up a hill or launching himself off a cliff.<\/p>\n In deference to the music\u2019s structure and the era in which it was composed, Tharp has created movements that keep the dancer\u2019s feet as precise and busy as any ballet soloist\u2019s and send his legs into clear-edged positions in the air. Yet his arms often swing free and his hips, upper body, and head enter into slippery conversations with one another. Because the music varies its theme, the choreography revisits movements in new surroundings, chopped apart, re-ordered, altered in speed, performed in retrograde, turned upside down\u2014in other words, beset by all the strategies Tharp can come up with.<\/p>\n It occurs to me that if a dancer were to perform a section of this by giving every movement equal weight and performing all of them in an even, moderate tempo, we would soon tire of watching, no matter how interesting the choreography; it\u2019d be like listening to someone delivering a speech in a monotone. Instead Tankersley sinks luxuriantly into a step, pounces on another; hovers over his dancing; dives, shrugs, wrenches, or wriggles into it; Tharp is a master of dynamics. One of her favorite tactics is to have a dancer suspend a balance on one leg for a long intake of breath and follow it up with a spatter of fast footwork. Tankersley, performing the solo splendidly, follows in the footsteps of Richard Colton and William Whitener (its original performers). Like Colton, he is a smallish, compact man, and his fluidity is a constant surprise. He dances as if he\u2019s living a fine, but not always easy day in his life and taking pleasure where he finds it.<\/p>\n (L to R) Nicholas Coppula, Amy Ruggiero, and Daniel Baker in Brahms Paganini<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n For Brahms\u2019s Book II (fourteen more variations), Tankersley yields the stage to four other terrific dancers (Daniel Baker, Nicholas Coppula, Ramona Kelley, and Amy Ruggiero), who are often paired in this section. And they are daredevils. The collisions and elaborate tangles also point up their daily heroism. The women may be swung into the air or snatched up, but they\u2019re hardly fragile (even though the disconcerting ending has them held upside down by the men as the lights go out).<\/p>\n When I first wrote about Brahms Paganini <\/em>in 1980, I noted an irony: \u201c. . .it is through cooperativeness and consideration and skill, which have to figure in any dance this difficult, that this work creates an illusion of debating, fighting, yielding, winning, and turning to enter a new competition.\u201d<\/p>\n There\u2019s a mystery woman in the second half of Brahms Paganini<\/em>. Kaitlin Gilliland, dressed in white (costumes by Ralph Lauren), twice enters for a few brief moments and exits into the nearby wing from which she entered. On her third visit, she stays to perform a slow solo that refers to some of the moves in Tankersley\u2019s beautiful ordeal. I suspect that she\u2019s no one\u2019s ghostly love\u2014just a strategic reminder of a strain of music that we have forgotten. It\u2019s the sort of idea that might have occurred to Tharp\u2019s phantom mentor, George Balanchine.<\/p>\n Kaitlyn Gilliland in Brahms Paganini<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n The program opened with Country Dances<\/em>, a 1976 work that began its life as material for cinematic trickery in Tharp\u2019s PBS special Making Television Dance. <\/em>Santo Loquasto designed the delicious costumes to look more wildly motley than anything to appear at a hoedown, but Tharp used vintage tunes recorded by The Hired Hands, The Kessinger Brothers, The Skillet Lickers, Charlie Poole and the North Carolina Ramblers, and Johnny and Albert Crockett. Fancy guitar and banjo picking, along with raucous nasal voices, rule this probably liquor-laced get-together. The songs have such names as \u201cRat Cheese Under the Hill\u201d and \u201cCacklin\u2019 Hen And A Rooster Too.\u201d<\/p>\n John Selya catches Amy Ruggiero in Tharp’s Country Dances<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n There\u2019s only one guy in this foursome (John Selya), and he\u2019s full of beans, the rooster in the henhouse, ready to dance and play games with Eva Trapp, Ruggiero, and Gilliland. He\u2019s also watchful: what\u2019ll this woman do next (especially Gilliland, who twice runs her nose up his chest)? When those women swing their hips or fling up a leg, their skirts fly (even Ruggiero\u2019s tiny flounce). They push each other, tangle, dive into (they hope) waiting arms, confer, sneak, stagger, and squabble. They balance, slow-motion, against a jitter of music.<\/p>\n The four may make me think of a cock and his cohort, but then, so do some of the moves in country dancing: the strutting, the flapping elbows, the skittering, the flurries of activity. They swing their way a grand-right-and-left and slip out of it before it\u2019s fully hatched. One motif stands out. At various times, two will leave together, arm-in-arm or just conspiratorially close\u2014off to have a chat or a drink. These four people give the impression that what we see onstage is their own little party, away from the main hall.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Kaitlyn Gilliland (L) and Eva Trapp confer in Country Dances<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n These days, Tharp dancers sometimes strike me as too aware of the audience, but in this piece, their camaraderie and detailed reactions to one another seem spontaneous and real in terms of the context. You can see that behavior too in a short, black-and-white video clip of the original cast (http:\/\/www.twylatharp.org\/content\/country-dances) Click on \u201cvideo\u201d to see Tom Rawe, Christine Uchida, Shelley Washington, and Jennifer Way in action.<\/p>\n If Country Dances<\/em> leaves you smiling, Beethoven Opus 130 <\/em>wipes that smile right off your face. This is the piece that, bookended by Country Dances<\/em> and Brahms Paganini<\/em>, premiered just weeks ago at the Saratoga Performing Arts Center. It left me wondering what was going on in Beethoven\u2019s life during the year (1825) in which he was writing this great, tumultuous string quartet (ill health, deafness, and other problems plagued him, and he died two years later). Or what Tharp, who just turned 75, is brooding about in her late years. Most likely, however, she was impelled by things she hears in the music\u2014its storms, its dissonances, its changes of tone, its challenged melodies. The lighting that Steven Terry provides is unlike Jennifer Tipton\u2019s subtle designs for the two earlier works on the program. It changes without warning, dims, tinges everything with a sunset glow, slants in from a different direction.<\/p>\n Despite the piece\u2019s title, Tharp uses only two movements of the six that comprise Beethoven\u2019s quartet no. 13: the second (\u201cPresto\u201d) and the fourth (\u201cAlla danza tedesca: allegro assai\u201d). The composer\u2019s Grosse Fugue<\/em>, Op. 133 takes up the last fifteen minutes of her work. Grosse Fugue<\/em>, Beethoven\u2019s original ending to what was a very long quartet, pleased neither the public nor the critics, and he wrote a shorter ending, mollified by having the torrential double fugue published later with its own opus number (133). Any sweetness or peacefulness the music contains arises tentatively out of instrumental struggle and carefully plotted strife.<\/p>\n Kaitlyn Gilliland and Matthew Dibble in Twyla Tharp’s Beethoven Opus 130<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n The movements that Tharp devised to this recording by the Talich Quartet come closer to those dances that she made for ballet companies than those that have a more rumpusy vernacular twang. In the beginning\u2014amid the individual rushings in and out by six of the eight dancers wearing Norma Kamali\u2019s dark-hued costumes (Baker, Kelley, Ruggiero, Trapp, Coppula, and Tankersley)\u2014Matthew Dibble whips off multiple spins \u201ca la seconde\u201d and Gilliland succeeds him with a few fouett\u00e9s <\/em>of her own.<\/p>\n My musings about the music\u2019s origins were prompted by the mysteries in this beautiful, disturbing work. Dibble becomes the protagonist, wandering in, often pausing to reach toward something unseen offstage and slightly skyward. Gilliland, wearing a long, dark, translucent gown, is taller than Dibble and can make him smile; she also seems to dominate him. Not only that, she sometimes curves her long spine and comes at him aggressively or churns the air around him with her long, long legs. Is she a muse? An elusive beloved? Coppula\u2014having slipped out of the top half of Kamali\u2019s ingeniously designed costume and knotted the sleeves around his waist\u2014crawls onstage, forehead to the ground, and Gilliland steps over him in various ambiguous ways, while, alone at the back of the stage, Baker dances fiercely.<\/p>\n Matthew Dibble in the last moments of Beethoven Opus 130<\/em>. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n Coppula and Gilliland move together in suddenly bright light amid others (as I recall, Baker, Kelley, and Ruggiero) on other business. At some point, she pushes him away, Dibble arrives, again reaching toward what only he can see, and Baker pushes Gilliland offstage, leaving Dibble, a wonderfully eloquent dancer, to unspool his thoughts\u2014slowly and intricately\u2014 in near darkness.<\/p>\n Sometimes various of the others also reach for what you assume is unattainable, and the piece becomes something of a puzzle. Why does Baker give Kelley a swat on the butt before leaving with her?.Why does Gilliland cover her mouth with her hands after grabbing Dibble and hurling him to the floor\u2014is she stifling a laugh, and is this a game? In one arresting moment, Dibble, motionless and alone onstage, stares at his hands as if he\u2019s never seen them before, slowly lifting them in front of him. Then the lighting turns the stage dangerous, and as other cross the stage and disappear, he watches them as if welcoming his phantoms, or bidding them goodbye. Yet such encounters and alliances occur within immaculate formal passages, such as one in which the other men (including Tankersley) dance in unison behind Dibble or the cast forms parallel lines. All while Beethoven storms on.<\/p>\n Near the end, Dibble pulls the top of his costume down and, as Coppula did earlier, crawls along. Others help him to rise before they dance out of his life. He\u2019s left alone in a small beam of light and in silence. Is that how we all finish?<\/p>\n Forget that for now. Think instead of the glory of these dancers and the brilliance of this unpredictable, greatly gifted choreographer.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Twyla Tharp presents one new creation and two golden oldies at the Joyce. Watching Reed Tankersley perform the long opening solo in Twyla Tharp\u2019s 1980 Brahms Paganini confirmed my sense that Tharp considers dancers as heroes. 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