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Rebels don’t Rewind Jan 24, 2014

Couldn't turn my back elsewhere. And I couldn't climb into your body any longer. I had bewitched myself with something that wasn't mine to take or glorify. A current as wild as the damn it breaks. ‘The electricity of our bodies.’ And I am here to hear the muse.

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Manic Panic Jan 24, 2014

The band’s set up right there, front and center and I see the performers meandering around on the stage checking stuff. They walk back and forth, sit down in a chair, lean on the wall together exchanging meaningful looks, bending in for a snippet of conversation or spontaneously grab each other in a full body hug.

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Well, I'll Be Jan 24, 2014

This post regards FRÉDÉRICK GRAVEL / GROUPED’ARTGRAVELARTGROUP. I spell this in all capital letters because I honestly think it deserves capital letters. 

 

In the program: The performers are meant to “persist enormously/to have fun/intelligently.”

 

The show opens, they’re at the front while I’m hugging my friends, and they gaze at the audience with the intensity of, well, not the intensity of a thousand suns, but perhaps of summer days. 

 

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"We offer an entertainment" – an interview with Frédérick Gravel Jan 15, 2014

"We had to create a new form of movement so that it was in line with the text, a particular way of speaking. We have removed the words 'theatre' and 'dance' from our vocabulary. We speak instead of texts, movements, postures, attitudes."

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