Often the sets for Alonzo King’s Lines Ballet are simply a bare stage with spare geometric pattern lighting refracted through barely perceptible smoke. Similarly, the dancers are often clad in the most minimal costumes – purple clinging shorts for the men in Klang or diaphanous smocks over silvery jazz pants and leotards in The Steady Heart.
These material settings – the lighting often designed by Axel Morgenthaler, the costuming by Robert Rosenwasser – epitomize the choreographer’s artistic vision. They swathe the physicality of the dancers in a hazy and suggestive presence. It’s both a contrast to and a resonance of the dancers’ bodies. King has always preferred a leggy and powerful muscularity, which is erotic in its sheer dynamism and exquisite in its configurations of interweaving limbs and torsos.
This past week the company opened its spring season, which is due to tour in June and July. The program is divided into two sections: the first a series of three excerpts seamlessly woven together in one piece. The second is the world premiere of an eight-part piece titled The Steady Heart.
The excerpts of the first half range over some 10 years of King’s choreographic life, beginning with Klang (1996), moving to The Radius of Convergence (2008) and ending with Koto (2002). The pieces are consistent within their movement vocabulary, which is abstract and ballet-based, even though the music varies more or less wildly – from music by legendary jazz saxophonist Pharoah Sanders to koto virtuoso Miya Masaoka.
The same can be said of The Steady Heart, which combines celesta music by Michael Jon Fink with The Lama’s Chant by Jean-Philippe Rykiel and Lama Gyurme.
The Steady Heart reveals something slightly different, and that is traces of narrative. There is always narrative in dance, and this has been true of King’s choreography throughout his career, whenever there are two dancers on stage together. No matter how abstract the movement or how distant the interaction, two people form a narrative in our minds. And this is often intensified by King’s intertwining of two and three dancers – their bodies drape over each other, limbs twining, untwining and retwining.
The narrative in this case, however, is sparked by the ominous presence of a soldier in full tactical gear carrying a weapon. At first the soldier is barely visible, lurking in the upstage shadows, while two dancers, Kara Wilkes and Robb Beresford, perform a mesmerizing pas de deux: she wraps around him like a child on a Jungle Gym, hanging from limbs and climbing across and over thighs and torso.