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The Saturday matinee at City Ballet was an All Robbins program so I knew I’d be in for a treat. The program consisted of two pieces: The hour long
Dances at a Gathering (which I’d never seen before) and the
West Side Story Suite (which I’d seen several times before.) Both were fantastic.
Dances at a Gathering really did seem like dances at a gathering. The whole piece felt like a school dance flashback. First, we watched a solo male dancer as if he was dancing a memory, moving about the stage with a both wistful expression and a slight hesitancy. Watching him, I felt like was watching him get ready for the dance. Next we saw a couple, perhaps on their way to the dance, also dancing from

memory. They danced around each other with a youthful playfulness as they relived a bygone era. The next couple came out with such exuberance – they must have been at the dance already – and were energetic and fun. The whole group of ten dancers (mostly principal, with a couple of soloists) was extraordinary; the dances were like little tableaus you might see at a dance. First you watch this group dance. Then this couple. Then this trio with partner swapping. One boy-boy pas de deux could have been subtitled “Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better.” And watching two virtuosic dancers show off for each other was a real treat. Standout dancers from this piece included the gravity defying Jonathan Stafford, the nimble and skilled Jared Angle and the whimsical Maria Kowroski.
After an intermission that was full of fun people watching came the
West Side Story Suite. This is how
West Side Story is supposed to be danced. I love seeing this piece because it’s the best of
West Side Story – the music and the dancing. In the
Suite, which Robbins adapted for ballet after adapting some of the numbers for
Jerome Robbins’ Broadway, we’re treated to the song and dance of the prologue, “Something’s Coming”, the dance, “Cool”, “America”, the rumble and “Somewhere”.

The prologue started it off. You know how it goes. The snap that turns into snaps that turns into rough-and-tumble gang boys leaping across the stage. Watching the Jets and Sharks jete in unison is nearly breathtaking. Next is “Something’s Coming”. Benjamin Millepied was playing Tony and watching him bound across the stage asking “who knows, could it be…” made me want to be that thing that was “twitching at the dance.” At that dance, the Jets and the Sharks let off steam the only way musical theatre characters know how: Through dance. I remember watching the movie of
West Side Story as a kid and wanting to learn the entire dance routine. I still do! The dance is also where Tony and Maria meet. I always liked their tender encounter, with the wilting knee circles and the snaps. Millepied and soloist Kathryn Morgan did not disappoint.

Once Tony and Maria meet, Bernardo immediately tries to put the kibosh on the fledgling romance, raising temperatures for all the Sharks and the Jets. So, the Jets go to cool off. “Cool” is such a cool number. It’s different in the show from what’s in the movie with regard to its context and tone, but the beautiful choreography remains the same. This group of 13 dancers, led by the talented principal dancer Andrew Veyette as Riff, snap, crackle and pop across the stage with uncontrollable teen angst. These kids just have to get something off their chests and in each leg lift or jump or jazz hand, you see that energy coursing through their body. Same goes for the Sharks’ ladies, led by the sassy Anita. Played by corps de ballet member Georgina Pazcoguin, Anita is vibrant as she and the ladies rejoice in the freedom found in America.

Next is the rumble and the “Somewhere” ballet. Both are done very well here. The rumble is pretty standard. There isn’t too much impressive dancing to be done but the music is phenomenal (thanks, Leonard Bernstein) and the goings on are integral to the story. Finally, the
Suite ends with “Somewhere”. Someone should tell Arthur Laurents that this is how the sequence is done. No random child singing with Tony and Maria. Just a heavenly place where the lovers can be together and where the two sides can come together – no more fighting – and just be one. It’s is beautiful and powerful, and a wonderfully bittersweet end to the
Suite.
The greatness of the
Suite reminded my why
West Side Story is one of the greatest American musicals of all time but it also made me upset that the current revival of the entire show
isn’t up to par. I fear that young people coming to see
West Side Story at the Palace won’t be inspired to engage in musical theatre or dance the way that I’ve been by great theatre over the years. I mentioned this to a friend and he suggested that perhaps it’s because of my knowledge of theatre and my discerning taste that I have that view; that maybe kids with little or no exposure will watch the revival and, not knowing it could be greater than good,
will be inspired. I hope he’s right. For now, I’m just going to listening to my
West Side Story tribute album, featuring Selena singing “A Boy Like That” and Chick Corea and Steve Vai dueling it out in percussive virtuosity during the rumble.