Ballet is a revolutionary art form in more ways than one. Without words, dancers express more in one moment than writers can emote in three paragraphs. Poets come close to paring down a complex feeling into a short line. In this time when the media discharges political pulls and ballot boxes stand at the ready, consider a personal vote to experience our Kansas City Ballet at the Lyric Theatre.
Empty your mind on the steps of the Lyric. Cast out the noise in your head. Relax. Breathe. Allow your senses the opportunity to sense. This is art you cannot begin to appreciate with pixels on this screen, but if you choose to continue reading, consider this.
There’s no need to understand what you’ll see and hear. You need not have a grasp on the vocabulary of dance. If you mispronounce Balanchine, no one will care. Dress up or casually dress down, for after the curtain rises, all eyes will be on the dancers, all ears tuned to the orchestra, all hearts beating with the choreographed poetry.
Witness a plotless lush painting, Mozartiana…
See how a once lost step dance for two called a pas de deux exudes energy…
Watch the Lark Ascending and listen to the violin lift her wings in dramatic light…a poet named George Meredith was the inspirational culprit, by the way…
Duck as the bullets fly during the Slaughter on Tenth Avenue…
Enough of this. Get a ticket or two here, turn this thing off, and visit a place so real that it will make you dream. Bring your children. Bring an open empty mind. Prepare to be filled.
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