Last Chance to See Ensemble Español’s Spanish Dance Theatre at The Touhill Tonight

The electricity began from moment one of the Ensemble Español Spanish Dance performance Friday evening at The Touhill. With furrowed brows, chins raised and eyes cast downward in concentration, heeled shoes called out, "Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat." And with the confidant flip of a ruffled skirt, the women charged, elbows forward, "Rat-a-tat-a-tat-tat, Ha!" In response, coat-tails were flung backward to reveal the men's hands pridefully--nobly--ensconced on the hips of their high-waisted pants. Their collective heels hit the floor in a progressively faster and more complex display as the dancers' grace resolved into a puffed-chest freight-train of flamenco rhythm.
The chemistry between the dancers was palpable. Dark passion and flirty charm exchanged equally as dancers circled each other, their moves culminating in arms tossed succinctly and triumphantly in the air before resuming another impossibly beautiful combination. A rhythm that was double-timed was--seemingly beyond human capability--quadrupled. As if the energetic dancers were not (literally) breathtaking enough, less than twenty minutes into the two-and-a-half hour performance, two Spanish guitarists took the rear-stage in silhouette and the most wonderfully gravelly, mournful, haunting traditional singer you could hope for turned the fiery performance into an out and out conflagration.
St. Louis audiences have been known to treat the final curtain as a starter-pistol for a pedestrian drag-race to the parking lot. This was far from the case last night. The entire room leaped to it's feet to applaud, and whistled and howled until the stage lights fell again and the house lights illuminated. In the lobby afterwards, I passed an elderly man delivering coffee to his companion with a jaunty "rat-a-tat" of his own heels and a tickled expression on his face. There was a ripple of warm chuckles from those who passed. I think we all kind of wanted to do that.
I'd advise The Touhill get some safety-belts in preparation for tonight's performance. Members of the audience were on the edge of their seats for so long last night, I was afraid some were in danger of falling off. Saturday's evening performance is the company's last for this show. Run--do not walk--to the box office to snag a ticket. It's the best night of performance available in town and out.

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Maybe it's my steep history in the carnival season of Louisiana or simply the exuberant faces of the dancers on stage, but something during the performance made me want to get up and join in on the fun. The Luna Negra Dance Theater's entire performance of Latin and Caribbean influenced modern and ballet dancing communicated emotion, passion, and the sheer joy of self expression. The last number, Batucada Fantastica (1977) choreographed by Vincente Nebrada, celebrated the traditional Carnival season of Brazil with bright costumes, pleasant chaos, and spectacular energy which reminded me of my best dancing days.
It was not until I met and studied under a Latin dancer, Javier Juarez, that I realized the potential of passion in dance. I learned to listen to music in whole new way. It was through my introduction to Latin dance that I learned how movement is most powerful as a personal reaction to an event or emotion.
I feel that the Latin and Caribbean influences of Luna Negra have led them to perform even traditional pieces with additional emotion. There was a certain heightened energy carried throughout the entire performance, even though the emotions communicated were very different from piece to piece. There was intensity in the production that the audience could behold. I have always enjoyed watching dance where you can see joy on the faces of the dancers as they explore the music, choreography, and emotion of every movement, and this performance definitely fit that ideal. Luna Negra's performance explored nearly every emotion that can be evoked by dance in three contrasting, but very complementary pieces.
dancing on the TIPS of your TOES in those beautiful costumes! In my small Southern Missouri town, The Nutcracker was the only ballet that I ever got to see. Well, maybe you got to see