Abate’s detailed and intricate choreography work allowed for fabulously orchestrated movements between performers. There was constantly something to catch your eye, be it a flip, a kick or a tap dance.
“Pockets of Silence at the Glorified Disco.” Fourteen School of Music, Theatre & Dance students stare at this strange amalgamation of words, amazed (and perhaps a little intimidated) by the fact that they have named a show they haven’t even created yet.
“They did a photo shoot almost immediately after, where they made a poster for the show,” Assistant Professor of Dance Charli Brissey added in an interview with The Daily. “There was suddenly this strange camaraderie for a show that no one had made yet.”
Looking out my fourth floor window, I see a world that big cities, especially those on the West Coast where I’m from, won’t understand. Washington D.C. has cherry blossoms that unfold in spring, New York City has the thrill of a snow-kissed winter, but Ann Arbor was granted fall.
Unfortunately, the show failed to be this engaging throughout. The Brazilian modern dance group performed two 45-minute works — “Bach” and “Gira” — which were touted by the University Musical Society’s preview as “wildly different.” Contradictingly, I noticed a lot of similarities.
Bookstores are more than just retail shops — they are sacred spaces where profound ideas meet curious thinkers. When I walk into a local bookstore, I’m overwhelmed and excited by the endless shelves full of new stories and ideas. I’ve discovered some of my favorite books in local bookshops and often peruse them when trying to decide my next read.