Wednesday, January 31, 2018


The superb dancers of Vertigo were backed by an onstage orchestra, one of whose cellists moved to become part of three dances. Their theme: White Noise and our reaction, or lack of reaction to all the noise around us, including the GPS's voice telling us how to get to where we said we wanted to go.
I once had a GPS order me in French where to turn to get to the rental car return in Avignon. We could not figure out how to turn it off, so, as it seemed to be directing us away from our goal, we ignored it. It was hard not to think of the voice as sentient and aware and judging that our problem was not understanding the language. The dance captured all that.

Copyright 2018 Jane S. Fox

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