Grace in Undies: TRDance Ensemble

Sometimes the quietest moments make the strongest statements.

The stage was dark except for a single sidelight coming from one of the wings stage right. Sawyer Eason moved slowly on the floor, in complete silence. He pushed up on his hands, twisted his arms, dropping and pivoting through different bent and contorted positions; he seemed to be in a struggle. Sawyer’s steady focus was mesmerizing. He was “in it” completely, and so was I.

I was so enthralled by the movements that I was startled when the music began. The piece, “Nike, Dixos Ftera: Victory, Without Wings” continued with three female dancers joining Sawyer. They danced around him, and at times with him, all of them ultimately repeating some of Sawyer’s movements from the opening of the piece. The piece in its entirety was strong; though the opening section (magnificently performed by Sawyer) could be extended and become an amazing independent solo.

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“Nike, Dixos Ftera: Victory, Without Wings” was one of the eight dance pieces in the TRDance Ensemble‘s “In Concert” performance at the Benjack Studio Theatre this past weekend. The program had it all: a love story; a stylized 60′s era piece; a dramatic solo; and dancers in their underwear.

Yes, dancers in their underwear.

A wonderfully playful and lighthearted song, “Underwear” by Barry Polisar Louis, coursed through the theater as the dancers began “Don’t Mention It,” choreographed by Melanie Ortt. The lyrics immediately inspired giggles from the audience. Here is the chorus:

“Underwear is everywhere but mostly underneath.

Usually you can’t see what goes on beneath

Ragged clothes, evening gowns or the finest three-piece suit.

Underwear is everywhere; there is no substitute.”

The nine dancers began the piece in street clothes (dresses, pants, skirts, etc.), but as the dancing continued, everyone removed layers to reveal what is “underneath.” From long underwear, to briefs, to bras, to tank tops and boy shorts, the world of underwear was represented. The choreography was a tremendously fun mix of somersaults and kicks, the dancers weaving in and out of formation.

Of course, watching this piece made me consider what it would be like to dance on stage in my underwear. Dancers are so often put in costumes that are uncomfortable or difficult to maneuver; dancers must learn to dance around them, and adjust their movements to accommodate the costume. Dancing in underwear and having the ability to move with no restrictions or limitations must be so freeing. And perhaps liberating, too, to get past any self-consciousness and get out there and dance. At the show on Sunday, there was not one hint of shyness or hesitation in the dancers’ movements or expression. The dancers’ huge smiles and lively energy was evidence that they were having a blast as they skipped around the stage.

“Oh, My Sister,” choreographed and performed by Ronald Parker, was a very intense and dramatic solo. The piece was full of forceful jumps and crashing drops to the floor; the movements were very athletic and acrobatic. I found myself focusing not only on Ronald as he traveled around the stage, but also his reflection in the floor. I was seated in the front row, and I suppose the angle must have been just right; the lights and the bright red scrim glowed in the Marley floor so that Robert’s reflection was quite clear. Watching Robert and his reflection separate as he jumped, and come together as he hit the floor was fascinating; it was a wonderful visual effect.

The show closed with “Frank, Dean, and Sammy – Maybe?” which was a 60′s era piece set to songs and conversation by Sammy Davis, Jr., Dean Martin, and Frank Sinatra. The costumes were fantastic, the ladies in short ruffled black dresses, and the men in white dress shirts and black slacks. The entire company came together with kicks, leaps, and splits. It was a grand way to end the performance.

The TRDance Ensemble Winter Performance grabbed my attention in several ways; with silence, with underwear, with visual effects, with the “Rat Pack.” But overall, the opening solo of “Nike, Dixos Ftera: Victory, Without Wings” was the most impactful. Silence is a powerful thing.

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  • Anonymous | March 15, 11 @ 8:33 pm

    Hello!
    My name is Nikolai McKenzie and I am glad you were moved by my piece “Nike, Dixos Ftera” . It means a lot to me as a whole and is a very special piece, being my first attempt at choreographing on my own. I actually intended at first to choreograph solely on Sawyer but saw the potential in a strong female presence. I am a sophomore at Virginia Commonwealth in the Dance and Choreography Department and plan to expand on the piece as the music is actually over ten minutes long and had to be edited and split into to conceptual spheres. Once again, thank you for your insight and I hope that “Nike” continues to give you wings. :)

    NM

    • Anonymous | March 16, 11 @ 8:08 am

      I agree that “Nike, Dixos Ftera” was a magnificent piece and Sawyer Eason’s performance was intense and outstanding. Though I do believe that the article was remiss to not mention the choreographer Nikolai McKenzie, who created such a wonderful piece for Sawyer and the “three female dancers”. As an audience member I thought their intense performance added to the piece just as the choreographer had intended. I was dissapointed to see the extremely moving duet, “This Time: Love Renewed” not mentioned in your article. I felt the two dancers, Courtney Callaway and Sawyer Eason, had undeniable chemistry and Courtney performed it exquisitely. Their performance was definitely a crowd favorite.

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Jaime is an interior designer, artist, and ballet teacher/dancer. She has a BS Degree in Ballet Performance and Psychology from Indiana University, and an AAS Degree in Interior Design from the Harrington College of Design in Chicago. If she’s not in the design or ballet studio, Jaime is most likely at the beach, reading whatever book she can get her hands on, or playing fetch with her cats Nika and Milo.
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