Sunday, December 19, 2010

It is the season to go to plays, musicals, theater and ballet. Yes, the season to see a performance of “The Nutcracker Suite” is a tradition from the halls of Lincoln Center in New York to the local ballet troupe. A time to reflect and see the gracefulness of a nimble woman tiptoeing about a great stage in a fine tutu high on her toes. An extremely fit young man lifting and hopping about her and lifting her effortlessly, gracefully miming a romance to endless music. Then there is an all male” Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo” troupe playing both roles in full tutu if necessary. Yes, this is becoming seasonal entertainment as well.

Believe it or not, this group of male ballet dancers have been around for 36 years. Thank God they admit and call themselves a comic ballet troupe. These guys don’t only get what’s nutty about ballet; they show you what’s wonderful. No, I’m not getting paid anything to say this. Modern dance isn’t safe from this group either sometimes they pose as avant-garde accompanists, performing on kazoos, aspirin bottles and spray cans, among other things. The rest of the music is recorded as the announcer states the musician's music has not arrived from Russia yet. (Ha Ha)
A crowd favorite is when one guy in full tutu takes a sip of water, maneuvers himself, I mean herself methodically and laboriously upside down to the microphone and gargles. Well, I guess you have to be there to see this kind of humor. The Trocks aren’t just about jokes. They unearth ballets practically no one else is doing. If they can’t compete with real women, they come close and poignantly well with the correct placement of their heads and shoulders. This group may show you how to laugh at ballet, but they also teach you to love it. I am proud that I am willing and able to step out of the mold and accept and try something different in my expectations of things. Yes, a all male comic ballet troupe might fit in that category.

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