James Baldwin, This Time!
The last week of April was James Baldwin week in New York. There were several events throughout the week commemorating and celebrating his life and work. The culmination of these events was a Dance tribute at New York Live Arts. Entitled “James Baldwin, This Time!” the show transposed two of Baldwin’s most famous works into dance. The choreographers, Charles O. Anderson and Dianne McIntyre created two works: Restless Natives; and Time is Time respectfully. McIntyre’s piece was based on a poem by Baldwin entitled, “Song (for Skip)” while Anderson’s piece was based on Baldwin’s novel Another Country. Unfortunately, poor time management skills prevented me from viewing McIntyre’s piece. However, I was moved by Anderson’s piece which seamlessly incorporated contemporary and tap dance with poetry and Blues.
Restless Natives begins with the choreographer and a younger Black male dancer standing onstage. An audio recording begins with a voice saying at first in mocking tone, “You Black Bastard.” Anderson mimes the words and begins to point and jeer at the other dancer. He stands with his back to the young dancer and turns and points. He bends over and looks through his legs. At the end of each exclamation he takes off into a short run and assumes another position. The younger dancer, who is playing the character of Rufus, stands by smiling and laughing. The effect is both extremely humorous and unsettling. This type of jeering is not at all uncommon in most private Black spaces. Family members, close friends and even acquaintances will often speak to each other this way as a means to remind others of their “place,” as it were, in society. This place is not necessarily as one of inherent inferiority; but to remind others, particularly the young, of the glass ceilings and walls that are still very much in place.
However, after several minutes the tone of the voice changes from that of mockery to persecutional. Rufus began to counter back, “I’m not Black.” His movements are very gestural in the form of a hand toss towards the ground or a shift in direction away from Anderson. However, the choreographer doesn’t let him off the hook that easily. The voiceover changes dramatically from “You Black bastard” to “You white motherfucker!” The tone changes again, this time to one that embodies both a sense of disbelief and mockery. Again, these types of sentiments are not at all uncommon. In an attempt to thwart racism, many Black people will resist the identity instead of the powers that try to confine it. Rufus, however, is no longer in the mood to be teased. He turns his attention away from Anderson to focus on a white tap dancer. It is not clear whether or not the race of the tap dancer is meant to be in any way substantial or significant. However, his whiteness did seem to be juxtaposed again the more traditionally African-American style of tap dancing. This type of improvisational dance focused more on creating specific rhythmic patterns rather than performing or entertaining an audience as Broadway tap often did. In a sense, these performers were much closer to musicians, particularly jazz musicians, than other types of dancers. Again, there has traditionally been a strict divide between who performs this way. The fact that this dancer is white may just have been happenstance. There are not necessarily many people who learn how to tap on an advanced level in any style anymore. So, the choreographer may have had limited options. Yet and still, there is still a long history of African-American culture being inducted into mainstream white culture. However, while the cultural idioms may have been accepted, African-American people are still left mostly excluded. Unfortunately, though many people don’t realize this. As is such, the acculturation is often referred to as positive as an example of a post-racial society.
Although, many people, including Anderson, are not quite buying into this idea. As soon as Rufus turns away, Anderson desperately tries to get his attention back, but to no avail. As Anderson waves his arms and jumps up and down, the rest of the “Restless Natives” enter the stage. The audience is formally invited into a nightclub known as “Home” by a blues singing poetry spouting unnamed matron. At Home everybody dances—to the sound of the jukebox. Men dance with men and blacks and whites together with little difference towards social taboos about homosexuality or miscegenation. At Home, Rufus is transfixed. He shakes his hips and gyrates to the groove with everyone else, completely ignorant of the danger Anderson is sensing.
Though the piece is danced beautifully in a vein that is very similar to the aesthetic of Kyle Abraham, its non-linear composition makes it difficult to understand. The main question throughout the dance is who or what is the choreographer representing? Before I realized that the dance was based on Baldwin’s novel another country, I assumed that the piece was based on Baldwin’s famous non-fiction work The Fire Next Time. In which, Baldwin wrote a letter to his nephew warning him the dangers that await him in America when he grows up. Though, the actual dance is based on a novel in which the male protagonist does not have a male mentor. It is possible that as the choreographer is playing the role of Baldwin, but not necessarily as a mentor. As Anderson and Baldwin are the creators of the dance and novel respectively, Anderson could have been acting as the “god” of his own piece. As the designer, he would have been aware of what circumstances lie ahead for his protagonist. He is also aware of when and why these difficult situations must occur. However, simply because one knows how a situation will end, that doesn’t necessarily mean that one won’t still try to prevent it from happening.
As for the actual physicality in the piece, the movement quality is intensely grounded with obvious roots in African based dance. This is chiefly apparent in the small isolations throughout several different parts of the body. Shoulder rolls, wrist twists, small gestural articulations married with more traditional linear extensions. In one section in particular, during what seemed to be a dream sequence one female dancer seemed to express every intonation in a blues song with her body. While extending her right leg in a développé a la seconde, she shrugged her shoulder upward and reverberted the movement upwards until it ended in a twist of her wrist. She maintained this postition until the singer had completed the note. As blues music is notoriously stylized and powerfully sung, it was quite a show of strength to see the dancer sustain that position, on relevé for less, while moving other parts of her body.
The dream ends, however, rather abruptly when Rufus falls to the floor while clutching his chest. At first, the Restless Natives continue dancing still oblivious to the reality that surrounds them. They exit off the stage leaving Rufus and Anderson alone. This, it seems, is what Anderson was worried about. After a while, the Restless Natives return, this time in funeral garb. They surround Rufus and call to him, as he lies lifeless onstage. They literally clap and shout at him, while the mistress sings out the blues. Amazingly, he revives and the party continues.
After his resurrection, it appears that Rufus finally becomes aware of Anderson again. During their duet, the other natives stand off to the side and watch. Anderson dances with a furor and vigorousness that his feet and limbs seem to be slapping the ground. Rufus counters Anderson’s groundedness with an aerial fluidity. In every sense, Rufus seems determined to avoid the confines of race that are embedded in Anderson’s more Africanist movement quality. They battle over and over, seemingly past the point of exhaustion until Rufus falls again. This time, however, he does not regain consciousness.
Again, the corps returns with the mistress at their heels. She wails the blues while they seem to proceed almost in slow motion. Each dancer takes their time with Rufus’s body. They touch, rub and hug him. They do so for the most obvious reason, to say goodbye, and in order to be certain that he is really gone. As the funeral procession removes Rufus’s body from the stage, the mistress warns us about the dangers of believing in a post-racial society. It can be argued that by essentially ignoring race, one is also ignoring history, culture and personal identity. This imposed ignorance would in turn result in the sacrifice of personhood for people of color. Rufus’s death is an example of this sacrifice.