The Alvin Ailey company very truthfully identifies as an American Dance Theater. An early beneficiary of State Department funding for overseas tours during the Cold War, Alvin Ailey’s troupe benefited not only from the financial support, but also evolved into a tight knit touring company, with a dedicated focus to Ailey’s vision. Tellingly, Alvin Ailey personally appointed company star Judith Jamison as his successor; she in turn appointed current director Robert Battle. This careful lineage is expressed in the remarkably cohesive work of the dancers. A special aspect of the company’s productions is that theatricality, full sets and costumes, which were always of most importance to Ailey himself, establish this troupe as a truly theatrical ensemble as well. An afternoon with the Ailey company is like sitting down to an elaborate spread, with just a little lagniappe sprinkled in.
The program opened with Jamar Robert’s 2017 work Members Don’t Get Weary. This piece felt quintessentially Ailey, as the dancers moved in small formation groups, dressed in costumes (also by Roberts) which, under the varied lighting, felt alternately like clothes for field work, or potentially prison garb. Wearing large brimmed straw hats, which nearly functioned as characters in their own right, hiding faces at times, framing them as they looked skyward- and providing a cohesive suggestion of both hope and oppression. Of all the works on the program, I found this one the least moving, but I’d love to see it again, as the music (traditional Blues, with two works by John Coltrane) felt strangely hopeful in the midst of despair.
Twyla Tharp’s 1983 The Golden Section was up next. Here the pure theatricality of the Ailey tradition was on display, as the golden curtain – which could have been straight out of 1930s MGM swayed in the background. Considering when this work was first produced, at the height of the early AIDS crisis, it was fascinating to see these virile and beautifully athletic groups of men, dressed in golden briefs and long golden socks dancing with such abandon. Seen in this context, it almost appears a dance of defiance – a refusal to “go gently into that good night.” This is one of Tharp’s most enjoyable works, delightful from both an aesthetic and intellectual point of view. The dancers performed admirably, though the occasional pure balletic steps, including a leap into a fish dive, felt somewhat uncomfortable, and it is in these occasional moments that one remembers this is ultimately a contemporary company, though clearly with a fierce classical base.