The constant beat pounds through your temples like a blanketed jackhammer aimed at your skull, while the reverb catches in your chest like a rival heartbeat. You itch to move, but your motions are ...
Performances in N.Y.C. Advertisement Supported by The choreographer Sharon Eyal turns the Drill Hall of the Armory into a club at which her dancers appear at intervals, behaving oddly. By Brian ...
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