
The show opened with Peter Dobill’s piece, which introduced the themes that would be explored throughout the evening; namely, the pain, endurance, and beauty of the human body made strange. Dobill and his assistant stood in a corral-stage, surrounded by hay and papier-mâché body parts. The montrous masks made them appear almost inhuman — more like animals or aliens. The assistant rhythmically whipped Dobill, while he pulled a pin across his skin, creating long, fine cuts across his chest.

The performance was frightening and difficult to watch, yet, like all the performances that followed, you couldn’t look away. The audience stood mesmerized, constantly tilting and peering to get a better view. The music, the sight of self-mutilation, and the what-must-have-been-over-a-hundred-degree heat in the crowded, un-airconditioned space, combined to create an otherworldly sensory spectacle. It was almost as if these alien figures in a post-apocalyptic farmyard setting were trying to communicate something of vital importance in a language of gesture that we could feel but not quite comprehend.
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