There is nothing like a bit of sensory deprivation to jolt one’s senses, and that is exactly what I got at Saturday evening’s performance of What We Were Handed, during its world première staged by the Mari Meade Dance Collective, inventively paired here with Dana Salisbury as part of the annual FLICfest (for the uninitiated: a festival of Feature-Length Independent Choreography).
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