All of us --
canetoad,
brokensymmetry, James, Nina, and myself-- went up to Marin last night to see Surealia, a dance performance put on by Dance Theater Seven, a company in Fairfax composed exclusively of children, age 5-17. Nina,
canetoad, and I saw them two years ago, and this year's troup looked like a lot of the same folks, 2 years older, plus some new kids at the very youngest age group.
Summary: I have paid much more to see far worse productions by adult professional companies. The last Mark Morris piece we saw, for example.
The program took the shape of your typical Cirque; "child goes on journey through strange world, sees strange things, etc.", giving a lot of, shall we say, narrative freedom/vagueness to the proceedings. The tale, such as it is, is all told through a mixture of classical ballet, modern, and jazz styles, set to a musical score that covered a LOT of ground - Beethoven, bumpin' unnamed Trance tunes, Philip Glass, Dvorak, Ennio Morricone, Andrew Lloyd Webber, and Eric Satie, among others. Two years ago, Zakir Hussain composed all of the music for the show, and appeared at the event to play a blistering tabla solo after the intermission. This year, alas, he provided one piece for the show but did not perform. There were two guest dancers, Brooke Reynolds and Isabella Qureshi, both former members who have moved on to professional dance companies, who took solo dances. Neither was set up to carry the show or "star" in any way, though; the emphasis is clearly on the current group of youngsters.
Some of the kids are just astonishing. Extremely poised, precise in their steps, powerful. Early on in the show, Alexandra Upson and Adrian Cicerone presented a sublime
pas de deux, a careful and measured array of lifts and spin moves that flowed smoothly across the entire stage with nary a wiggle nor wobble. A purist might complain that the extensions could have been more, you know, extended, but I was entranced. Neither of these kids is older than 15, mind you.
Noah Kopp, apparently the oldest male dancer in the group, call him 17, gave a solo piece later on in the evening that was equally compelling, filled with impressive jumps and other strength moves. He also sports tribal arm band tattos and a piece on his right shoulder, just in case you forgot you were in the Bay Area for a moment.
The ensemble pieces work well also. Below age 10 or so, you're riding a bit on the cuteness factor. The choreography exploits this, setting up bits of costumery or cleverness for the youngest dancers that can carry all of the transitions and linking bits with both aplomb and a little bit of hamming it up. The youngest kids get all the sight gags, while the teenagers move into place for the next structured piece. There were a couple of great kids-only ensemble pieces, one set to a 20's piano vamp with the girls in minimalist hoop skirts, one with a gaggle of girls in flower costumes and the smaller boy's group dressed as bees.
The show goes on yearly around this time, and it's very much worth going. If you have a child of your own with even a passing interest in dance, it should be required.