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An Evening of Meat (Hong Kong 2013)
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Evening of Meat (London, 2011)
Excerpts from Quintessentially Review:
This carnivorous display of indulgence covered the expanse of the enormous central dining table, save for the few spaces taken up by the writhing bodies of the dancers who remained on the table, in and around the platters of food, at all times. In between courses, controlled by one all-seeing dominatrix character, the girls would erupt like sexualized imps from their contorted freeze frames into a sequence of dance moves and erotically charged interaction with each other… and the surrounding diners.
A remarkable experience, ‘An Evening of Meat’ was most likely to be unlike anything you have encountered before, where all the senses typically engaged with dining were heightened to a new level of hyper-activity. Some fellow-diners were nonplussed by the gyrating accompaniments to their dinner, but Quintessentially Lifestyle were tickled at the avant-garde take on dinner theatre – we applaud Blue Butcher’s unconventional artistic vision as heartily as we do Chef Danny’s delectable cuts.
Evening of Meat (London, 2011) TEXT:
The March Performance Group has reinvented dinner with An Evening of Meat. Held at the Old Chomoly Boys Club in Dalston, the night combined a continuous stream of dance consciousness, psychedelic music and brilliant cuisine. The March Performance Group consists of Director Kate March, and dancers Natalie Holasz, Laura Cherry, Lizzy Charles, Emilie Cobie, Marina Pogiatzi, Mary Sherwin and Nefeli Tsiouti, with fashion design from Hafner Duval. In An Evening of Meat they have put together a stunning concept piece that keeps you firmly on a hook for the entire night.The performance started out with slow intensity as everyone arrived to find the dancers crouched and huddled on the floor, over antique chairs and on the massive main dining table. As the music sifted over the room, the dancers flowed into a gasping life which grew in ferocity as the night moved on and the music grew to a roar. The food was delicious, and fitted in perfectly with the sometimes wild, sometimes frightening, sometimes beautiful movements of the dance. The setting of the Old Cholmoly Boys Club was stunningly decorated as a surreal take on opulence with a chandelier coated in baubles of bloody hearts. The power of the performance was incredible, but the evenings are few and far between, so keep an eye on their website for further details about future nights - 5/5. www.marchperformancegroup.com
Evening of Meat (London, 2011, Review by Britta Bartel)
This Smell - Out Here - In The Middle Of Nowhere: Sensual Indeed
An Evening of Meat at The Old Boys Club
written by Britta Barthel
Without a clue what kind of place or performance I am about to go to, I come down a quiet side street in London's rather rough area around Dalston Junction, looking for the hidden 'Old Boys Club'. Neither knowing it is hidden, nor what kind of place this would be, I find myself in front of an old building which reminds of a 19th century boarding school. And then there is this break. The world changes. By entering the place I enter an image, an atmosphere, a feeling. The immediate sense of an underground club society comes up. The kind to which you have to be invited to get in. Of course that is not the case. There are names on a list, but there is still enough room for people not listed. I then walk into a space which gives me the impression of entering a church, with the distinct difference, that this church was taken over by some kind of mysterious ritual. Gothic, dark, obvious signs for an event, which promises to be highly sensual and yet is a matter of taste. Sofas, chairs as well as the cloth of a long dining table in the centre of the room are held in noble colours of deep red, dark blue and of course black. A mix of delicate paintings, a piano in one corner and other items, useful as well as useless, decorate the room and create a world within itself. The wall of sound created by a person on the piano and a band right at the entrance - which was at the fore of my attention before I entered the space and just listened to what happened inside – is now more of an atmospheric support.
The performers – they get more and more visible now. They are everywhere and seem to be everyone. There is a clear separation of three groups: On the table are women, sitting in different positions – no movement there. In costumes which match with the environment: dark, sensual. Indeed. Then there are 'creatures' spread all over the floor. Dressed in black. Then there are the elves. Male dancers, in black dresses who seem to be there to serve wine and food. Still they are performers with a make-up mysteriously reminiscent of swans – Tchaikovsky's Swans. On purpose? And while I have the feeling of being in the middle of a performance from the moment I entered the room around me the performance is about to start now.
The spectacle around me begins to speed up. There are little stories evolving in every corner. It seems to be the story of seduction which dominates the table area. It is the obvious one, the one we all know, with women beautiful women moving across a table with lots of body and little fabric.
But then it is not that simple as there are duets evolving, telling us about desire as well of the inevitable hunt for protection to give and to receive. All this happens in a fluent, bending and twisting set of movements, which makes the dancers move more and more across this long dining table.
Desire is all over the space. Down on the floor the creatures create their own world. Some happy crawling within their own world. Some are seeking. It seems they are searching for something. They are looking for this lady's attention. She is walking across the space, having a hunted feel to her. She seems to organise and control things. But the impression is lost at most times. Then again there is a clear track to follow and her actions make sense. All the time however, she links. With a dominating attitude, this lady seems to keep control over the action and one may think that the everything that takes over the whole room from time to time is due to her.
Dinner is being served to the group on the dining table and with all the bodies and movement right next to the food, they preserve their dignity to an impressive extent. We the group outside is being served wine and some fingerfood at regular intervals. Over three hours later I leave the building. My sight is not perfectly clear any more and I have a feeling that I just enjoyed quite a decadent night. It is a guilty feeling, but not necessarily the bad kind.
A Beautiful Mess (Old Vic Tunnels, 2010)
Last saturday night I went to the Old Vic Tunnels and discovered some artists. One is dance performance group called “march performance group” choreographed by Kate March and the other one is DJ “dolloplondon” played with this performers. I went to bed in THAT WORLD that night. They took me to a journey.
The half part of this tunnel event was disappointing that wanted to go home BUT suddenly these 4 girls looking like -to me- freak show girls in Victorian time ’cause of the hair, dress, their attitude and their figures – not typical dancer’s, appeared, then my eyes got fixed, couldn’t move. Every single second scene of this performance was like a beautiful picture. Super carefully choreographed, but not obvious way. I though they are moving whatever they want for long time. It’s loooong performance like 1.5-2h with random DJ dollop london’s music next to them, I wonder they are synchronised or not as it was perfectly matched together.
The choreograph was challenging and arresting. It reminded me the project we did first in the college called “white project” – only allowed to use white material to make garment(s), which means that you have to create something in very limited situation. But in fact this squeezes the best creativity out of your head. They stuck to their theme and didn’t go off just to look good or interesting. This performance was focused on femininity from super super fine observation in very intelligent way with every possible way of using shoes and incredible charisma of all dancers. I wish I could show the video but not available. The movement like a drunk woman trying to put her high heel shoes on but cant get her foot into it or she twist ankle on high heel movement came repeatedly but all with delicately different choreographs.
One thing I really want to cry about now after seeing these pictures at their web…I seemed to have missed part on stairs -must be towards the end……I though it’s finished when they’d gone to the other room (they’d performed non-stop already 1.5hour by then)….ah…I even had let friends go home and determined to see all performance but missed it….I contacted producer – Drew Wiskowski of the event and got introduced to choreographer – Kate March. I told her how much I was drawn into the performance.
That was THE DISCOVERY night.
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