Like a virus needs a body
As soft tissue feeds on blood
Some day I’ll find you, the urge is here
(Bjork, Like a virus)
How to curb transience: touch the divine or devour the ground? Keep your distance or hug yourself to death? In Blasphemy Rhapsody we follow the trail of an unprecedented virus. The calm before the storm. We spread our wings. Around the World by Daftpunk beats in the background. At the first breath of wind we start moving. Even if we are pushed up, our feet remain firmly anchored to the ground. Blasphemy Rhapsody becomes a dance rite in which certainties are sacrificed. An invitation to embrace the mutability of life. A ceremony in which the reality of the earth nestles in holiness.
Blasphemy Rhapsody arises in exceptional circumstances, during the Coronavirus Emergency. In this time spent not in the dance studio, but in the “sacred” space of home, the dancers worked on a solo based on the steps of the Charleston and the ecstatic dance of the Pizzica.
The concept of perseverance that unites these two dances, distant in time and place, is the basis of this new work: the distortion of the limbs, the submission to rhythm, the joy and the tragedy, together: the way we dance will never be separated from the way we live as a community.