The curtain rises. A small group of people are gathered in an area that seems vague, undefined, yet undeniably happy. A park? A picnic? They start to dance. Sometimes alone, sometimes paired, sometimes as a group. The audience becomes more and more absorbed in this community until the curtain falls on them still dancing. We’ve seen but a snapshot of their lives.
This description could be used to describe two American dance masterpieces: Paul Taylor’s Esplanade and Jerome Robbins’ Dances at a Gathering. On the surface these works have little in common. Paul Taylor was considered a giant of modern dance, while Jerome Robbins found equal success on Broadway and at New York City Ballet. They used very different music – Esplanade used two Bach violin concertos while Dances used various piano pieces by Chopin. And the mood in these pieces is different – Esplanade usually has the audience bursting with joy, while Dances is quieter and more contemplative.
Yet these two works are bound by a very American sense of community that today seems utopian and nostalgic. The dancers are all dressed similarly – in Dances the women and men are differentiated by the color of their clothing. Thus it has become common to refer to roles by their color. “The boy in brown”. “The girl in green”. In Esplanade the girls are in brightly colored shift dresses and the men in T-shirts and corduroy pants. The color palette is warm – pinks, yellows and oranges dominate. The bond in both these communities is strong and uninterrupted by violence or romantic angst. Everyone trusts one another, and that trust is implicit and part of the works' eternal charm. When the curtain falls the audience doesn’t worry about these groups – we have confidence that they’ll keep on dancing in their happy little communities.
Dances at a Gathering is the older work – it was made in 1969 and marked Jerome Robbins’ return to the ballet world after years of acclaim as a Broadway choreographer. Dances was an immediate success and quickly wanted by ballet companies around the world. Yet it is an extremely fragile work – for one, that sense of community means the dancers cannot do anything construed as “audience-facing”. The ten dancers have to at all times seem as if they are there only for each other. A lack of concentration, of chemistry, one dancer being a little disconnected from the overall group, and the spell is broken.
Another very American aspect of Dances is that the dancers have to be the boys and girls next door. There are difficult ballet steps, but the dancing has to seem totally natural and simple. There can be no series of pirouettes à la seconde punctuated by an ending in perfect fifth position and a smile to the audience as if to say, “I did it! Clap now”. Even in the one section of Dances that always generates applause – the famous sextet when three girls are passed to three boys, and thrown from partner to partner in an increasingly buoyant, gravity-defying way – the dancers cannot ever stop and look at the audience for validation. They have to give a sense that they are only there for each other.
One of the most famous moments of Dances exemplifies this “boy and girl next door dancing”. The Pink Girl (created by Patricia McBride, and probably the most valued female role in the ballet) sits down on the floor. She is sitting with her knees curled under her, as she might on a picnic blanket. The Boy in Mauve joins her. Each takes the other’s hand. Then they stand up together, and stretch out their arms and draw an arc in the air. This moment is often called “drawing a rainbow in the sky”. But there’s nothing that explicitly says they are looking at a rainbow. They are looking at something together, and the quiet, intimate melody of Chopin’s Scherzo no. 1 in B minor suggests that they are both entranced.
Dances is full of these moments where the audience is eavesdropping on this community. When the curtain falls we still feel we are eavesdropping – all ten dancers are now in a circle. The Brown Boy touches the stage. A homage to the experience the dancers just shared? They bow to each other before pairing off and walking offstage together. There is politeness, there is courtesy, but there is none of the courtliness that infuses even the most neoclassical Balanchine works and links those works to Imperial Russia. Fifty years later Dances at a Gathering is still the quintessential American ballet.