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![]() February 2003 San Francisco, Opera House by Renee Renouf |
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This is an exceptional pairing of ballets. I am going to Saturday’s matinee to see another cast, sublimity and cheek, back to back. With both ballets in the Royal’s repertoire, English readers may connect with my own enthusiasm
Dances at a Gathering
Composer: Frederic Chopin Green: Lorena Feijoo; Pink: Yuan Yuan Tan; Blue: Katita Waldo; Yellow: Kristin Long; Mauve: Julie Diana Brick: Hansuke Yamamoto; Blue: Peter Brandenhoff; Brown: Gonzalo Garcia; Purple: Yuri Possokhov; Green: Vadim Solomakha Gonzalo Garcia made a wonderful impression as the man in brown, not massive or intense, but thoughtful, and aware of the sanctity of this particular ballet. I felt the air of sanctity, not solemnity, hung palpably around the music and the dancers with a special evanescence, asking the dancers to be in the moment, in the music, inside themselves with the same rippling, elusive magic of Chopin’s music. ![]() Katita Waldo, Gonzalo Garcia and Yuan Yuan Tan in Photograph by Andrea Flores © and courtesy of SFB
Brandenhoff gave a touch of the courtly, matching his style with the Possokhov easy insouciance for the touches of Polish spirit, while Solomakha came the closest to a total engagement I have seen. Hanasuke Yamamoto jumped clearly, cleanly, impressing by his technique and partnering. Still in the corps, his quality was equal to the role. I know the company will dance it for two seasons and then retire the ballet. But I hope Dances at a Gathering is revived every two to three years. It is a superb challenge to dancers not only for being themselves, but also in relating as an ensemble. Such a civilized ballet and tribute to relationships, musicality and inventiveness! How many ballets did Robbins create to Chopin? It speaks well of the affinity. I wish we had a new equivalent.
Elite Syncopations was on the bill of The Royal Ballet the year they danced in Berkeley, a disastrous season for the local impresario who presented The Royal Danes at The Opera House to minimal audiences; The Ballet Nacional de Cuba when the man who shot Harvey Milk and George Moscone was proclaimed not guilty of murder, provoking a riot in San Francisco, and then finally The Royal Ballet. The impresario, a bascially nice man, left town owing a bundle to the local musicians. His fatal flaw was presenting in a venue which didn’t draw San Francisco dance lovers. We can be real stick-in- the-muds. ![]() Julie Diana and Damian Smith in MacMillan's Elite Syncopations Photograph by Andrea Flores © and courtesy of SFB
Lorena Feijoo gave the blue-legged floozy in Calliope Rag just the right dash of the blasé.I could almost hear her sing Dietrich’s rendition from “Destry Rides Again,” ‘Go tell the boys in the back room I’ll have one of the same,’ versatility in a neck and neck struggle with virtuosity. The deliberate pairing of Maffre, in floppy hat, with James Sofranko was thoroughly relished by the audience. Maffre, flinging her lengthy legs around Sofranko who plays subdued porter with consistently dutiful posture, evoked laughter and a roar of approval. Maffre is a singular good sport, an acute purveyor of the right fragrance. Would someone please create a ballet about Chanel for her? After Julie Diana’s quiet elegiac elegance to Chopin, her wispy silhouette emphasiziing one red star forward and two red stars aft, was a little staggering.
At the matinee, Possokhov and Brandenhoff will debut in Elite. What a trip!
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