To thrive, young dance makers needs fertile soil. Chances to perform in large theatres are few and vital. Sadler’s Wells biannual platform Wild Card is a dream opportunity for the next generation of choreographers. In its fourth year, Wild Card offers them the possibility of curating bespoke events for a few evenings of performances. These always take a different form. This time, it is the Spanish London based choreographer Pepa Ubera who takes over the Lilian Baylis Studio with ‘The Palest Light’ plunging us on deck chairs and relaxing music into a chill out zone. It is a spa treatment for the soul.
The evening also featured undefined pre-show activities in the foyer. These turn out to be a soundscape created by the Salvatici brothers, Andrea and Simone, aka Clorinde. A little lost in this 'out of theatre' space – it ended in the background noise of chats and drinks – it came to its full glory as we entered the room and waited for the event to begin. The audience was guided on what usually is the dance floor and invited to take place on deck chairs and cushions in a lounge, a beach-like atmosphere among standing and hanging plants. Waiting with friends, enveloped in a relaxing mix of live improvisation and recorded music, it felt more like a social situation than a night at the theatre.
Suddenly, a woman asked us to make space for her to perform. Soothed by the Salvatici’s music the response was slow but eventually Alice Chauchat could execute her ‘group’ solo work Togethering. Taking her boots off the French choreographer started narrating while moving, exploring different aspects of intimacy and companionship. And unexpectedly we were chatting while she was doing some unusual menial work around the house. Tongue in cheek, she explained how she created a ‘companionship dance’ while studying the long lost occupation of ladies in waiting and the ‘telepathic dance’ that is only produced while a performer is performing and the audience watching him. The pseudo-lecture ended with her annotated cards with tasks on intimacy and relations.
After being lulled to relax and having reflected upon the politics of intimacy, the theatre/spa treatment continued with a sound bath. Scattered around the floor, laying down with our eyes closed on jackets and cushions, we were bathed by Sound Therapist Marco Float's music, the theatre now a distant memory, as we felt transported into the rooms in which one rests after the sauna. The therapeutic and relaxing effect was a little lost on me as my stomach decided a sing-along as if in a karaoke. Still, I ended up feeling refreshed and shiny. Florio managed well to make the unusual setting as therapeutic as possible. The selected audience – many other performers were present – surely helped.