If NYCB wants to paper the house for Wheeldon's and Peck's dances, it should find people who can behave. It's hard to remember a performance with more obnoxious, orchestrated applause & woo-whoo that disrupted the performance than we saw last evening. Are these people planted because Wheeldon and Peck are afraid of honest audience reactions and are so desperate for audience praise that they are willing to plant it?
It defies logic why NYCB continues to give away tickets but refuses to re-open memberships to the 4th Ring Society that would allow people to buy two cheap tickets to any performance as far in advance as they wanted. Isn't it better to engage people who are willing to spend $10 to see NYCB rather than people who are not and only come because they get a free ticket? What on earth is wrong with filling up the 4th ring with $10 ticket buyers rather than leaving it empty? Ugh. Wait until the next NYCB survey pops up in Haglund's email in-box. . .
Last night's program consisted of works by Wheeldon, Martins, and Justin Peck.
It's completely understandable that some people might be intrigued and intellectually stimulated by Gyorgy Ligeti's compositions. That's why his work shows up at the NY Phil once every 100 blue moons. Last year, they cushioned the program with Brahms to ensure attendance. We know Wheeldon was attracted to the challenges of Ligeti (It "frightened" him, he says.) and that he viewed the creation of Polyphonia to this music as a mathematical problem. We're grateful that as yet, he has not been attracted to the concept of √-1. Actually, Peck has probably already run across that little number and we'll eventually see a sneaker ballet called "i" which was created with AI.
Complaining aside, the dancers in Wheeldon's Polyphonia were stunning in their Shen Yun splits, contortions, and manipulations. We particularly enjoyed the second of the two pas de deux danced by Unity Phelan & Chun Wai Chan for its inventive geometric shapes and the earlier thoughtful solo by a pensive Sara Mearns. That solo, originally danced by the interestingly unpredictable Alexandra Ansanelli, requires a melancholy that can look very different on different people. Mearns could not be more different than Ansanelli, but she worked the solo well with what seemed to be her own interior story. Polyphonia is "early" Wheeldon, and he has gone on to create much better works for other companies, e.g., A Winter's Tale, DGV, Thirteen Diversions but he also created the much more accessible Mercurial Manoeuvres for NYCB prior to Polyphonia.
Peter Martins' Barber Violin Concerto received an exceptional performance from Miriam Miller, Alec Knight (subbing for Aaron Sanz), Alexa Maxwell, and Preston Chamblee. The guest conductor, Emmanuel Plasson, elicited a stirring, bold reading of Samuel Barber's work from the NYCB Orchestra and Concertmaster Kurt Nikkanen. Alec Knight danced like the Alec Knight who gave us so much hope over a half dozen years ago -- excellent form, lots of energy, and great rapport with Alexa Maxwell who was the unmanageable modern dancer wrecking havoc with Knight's efforts at classicism. Miriam Miller managed the challenges of the choreography well -- with only a few uncertain moments in the pas de deux with Preston Chamblee. The role exploited her spacious arabesque and expansive port de bras. Chamblee made a good case for being an old school Paul Taylor dancer -- brawny, big chested, and moved like a cat. He was tall enough to provide Miller with the secure partnering that she needed. Here's hoping that he will evolve physically the way Gilbert Bolden has been able to do, because those legs are fairly stocky and struggle to make any type of a balletic line.
The evening closed with Tharp on Broadway by Peck "The Times They Are a-Changin' " -- oh whoops, we meant to type "The Times Are Racing." Our bad.
The HH Pump Bump Award is bestowed upon Alec Knight and Alexa Maxwell for their final pas de deux in Barber Violin Concerto which was a mismatch of styles coordinated beautifully.