NYC / October 5, 2012Old time followers of the New York City Ballet used to yearn for “another Balanchine”; today’s fans are more realistic. They count themselves lucky to discover “another Christopher Wheeldon” an astute practitioner of the classical craft even if he doesn’t regularly fire the imagination. At 25, Justin Peck, a member of City Ballet’s corps, stands out in the crowd of aspirants to that status and has already achieved far more.
The community seen on the street today shows it older generation observing the busy, new generation in the public spaces that foster social interaction, such as Father Demo Square and the Downing Street playground. The Grey Dog coffee shop will surely be missed as a business that provided a space for such social interaction amongst locals. The presence of some businesses adds quirkiness to a neighbourhood historically known for it’s nonconformity and association to the Beat generation.
“He’s looking very very good the Barnet game was most probably a little bit too soon. And I’m one that stuck up for him in the past, even to the extent I got death threats over an article I wrote on him. Can’t stick up for him now. The new one opened on Aug. 27, gulping down the lake full of contaminated water that pooled atop the phosphogypsum stack. The acidic water that fell into the hole was laced with sulfate and sodium.
Many in this group of unfortunate humans are doomed from the onset leaving no opportunity whatsoever for redemption due to no fault of theirs. In some instances, even if these people tried to do something good, the negative forces would even block them from doing so. Haven’t we seen enough of such pitiful humans? However, there is one consolation; deep inside each individual, there lies latent the seed of goodness which will one day germinate when the time and condition are right..
Rick Warren response to his son question, why can I just die is painful. We lose too many people to suicide every year. Some call it selfish. Creek, he says, been my favorite hunting listening grounds because of the wide diversity of habitats and therefore species. We made a modest start last August, identifying eight with the help of the Rannels, Hershberger, and Dillon CD. But it was not easy.
So what DID I see, you might ask? Well, first there was the all Prokofiev bill, highlighted by Ratmansky’s first ballet for the company as its new artists in residence (stolen out from under Martins’s nose, since Ratmansky had been a frequent guest choreographer at City Ballet and almost wound up in residence there). Ratmansky seems fascinated by reviving and rechoreogaphing lost Soviet “classics,” like his charming “Bright Stream.” “On the Dnieper” proved a kind of bodice ripping melodrama, full (too full, for its length) of plot and incident. That said, Ratmansky has a gift, better seen in his ballets for City Ballet, and “On the Dnieper,” on the night I saw it, was sumptuously danced by Jose Manuel Carreno, Diana Vishneva and, on a slightly more prosaic but still appealing level, Hee Seo.