"Really, really crotchety" and rather nice

I'll get as crotchety as my colleague, New York Times critic Claudia La Rocco has been lately--have you noticed?--if I get invited to one more interminable slumber party/temper tantrum like disappearing never-ending return (never-ending, indeed), a work directed by Charlotte Gibbons and created and performed by Gibbons, Christine Elmo, Noopur Singha and Anna Sperber at The Kitchen. Its two-evening run concludes tonight, and there'll a big advantage in not having a rainstorm to get through to reach it. Clarinda Mac Low is also on the bill, but her "Scottish play" rumination is a work-in-progress. So I will leave it alone, except to say that climbing into the aisles and sitting among the audience feel really over as performance strategies, and I wouldn't mention this except that there's an awful lot of that here.

Unruffling my feathers

Colleen Thomas has a lovely oddball show going at Danspace Project, also concluding this evening. Partake of this one if you love resonant, poetic images and lush, exuberant dancing. I want to list the dancers because it was a pleasure to watch them all: Julia Burrer, Ted Johnson, Karl Rogers, Joshua Knowlton, Samantha Allen, Adriane Fang, Jennifer Felton, Anthony Phillips, Joseph Poulson, Carla Rudiger and Nathan Trice.

Highly recommended and also closing tonight: MAYBE FOREVER by Meg Stuart/Phillip Gehmacher (with wonderful live performance by rock musician Niko Hafkenscheid) at Dance Theater Workshop. Good luck getting tickets, though. BTW, you'll be able to read my
Dance Magazine review of MAYBE FOREVER in...well, er, some month or another... Keep an eye out for it.