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The precision of every visible movement, nothing naturalistic, not even the breathing.
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The precision of every visible movement, nothing naturalistic, not even the breathing.
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Dance as a place of attuning one’s relationship to biophysical life.
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He charges us to commit to the world’s relentless unsettling.
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Linda’s final chapter. It glows, it rings, it sings, it dances, it stops. There’s even a goodbye medley.
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Penultimate Linda, retirement adventure or retirement home? Listen to “Fader.”
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Linda tours the hollows, sees the preparation of the glowing; nothing utopian about it. Listen to “Under Bungalows”
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Part Four of Linda begins, underground at last, with visions of fish scales and as always, a song.
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Linda reclaimed, Linda returned, Linda repeats, Linda renounces. The end of Part 3. Plus singing.
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Linda (15): pie, a little man, another Linda, cryptic puppets, Shostakovich, and a song.
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