BECKET — It was double the pleasure to see the dancer and choreographer Ronald K. Brown walk onto the Ted Shawn Theatre stage on Wednesday evening. In 2020 Brown was awarded the annual Jacob’s Pillow Dance award, but the honor was bestowed virtually. A pandemic-era party was better than nothing, but now we have something, something extra special because Brown did, in fact, walk onto the stage (albeit while leaning slightly on a cane and slightly into his life partner). In 2021, he suffered a debilitating stroke and has been on an arduous journey of rehabilitation since. This walking onto the stage is moving and momentous, but I can’t wait to see Brown, a singularly fluid mover, dancing again.
For now, we still have the pleasure of seeing Brown’s dances, and his dancers. One of the most magical aspects of his company, Evidence, is that although all of its dancers embody Brown’s choreography — composed of traditional African dance vocabulary accented with a contemporary/modern vernacular — as if each were born to it, none move exactly like him. Instead, they dance like individuals: The choreography is thus given its fullest expression because the dancers move in their truest physical voice.
In this week’s Pillow Festival program, the Evidence triple bill opens with the long-awaited full premiere of “The Equality of Night and Day.” It’s a quietly stunning work of art, set to an original composition performed live by pianist and composer Jason Moran, and to recordings of excerpted speeches by the social activist Angela Davis. There are also images, curated by Deborah Willis and projected onto fabric banners hanging above downstage, depicting historic moments of social protest, past and present.
Brown, channeling Davis, points to the brutal inequalities against Black and queer communities that persist, and to the frustration, the rage. But he always comes back to a place of, as Pillow associate curator Ali Rosa-Salas noted in her pre-show welcome, truth, peace, and solidarity. And love. Brown isn’t tiptoeing around the brutality; rather he counters the ugliness with beauty. There is often a sense of ritual in the staging, particularly in the stately-somber opening movement; when the dancers enter, they are at once stealthy and steely, lifting a knee high up but then sliding through a deep plié. Though their handsome costumes, by Omotayo Wunmi Olaiya, suggest something entirely different toward the end of the piece, at first the belted, flowing tunics over wide-legged, billowing pants conjure Buddhists’ robes. Here, Moran’s score is spare, delicate, while the dancers alternate between canonic variations on brief-but-lush movement phrases, and simple processionals in which the group encircles one dancer protectively, or flanks one or more dancers, watchful, waiting.
The main soloists in the dance, Joyce Edwards and Demetrius Burns, exemplify the company’s remarkable range of physical expression. Edwards’s epic limbs don’t just cut through space but seem to move the very atmosphere; she is one of the most calmly commanding dancers I’ve seen, and is perfectly cast here as a kind of seer/leader. Burns is by turns expansive and vulnerable; after taking off his tunic (which now, following Davis’s recitation of the demoralizing statistics of incarceration rates among young Black men, suggests prison garb), his torso is either strong, warrior-like, or curved over, as if collapsing with exhaustion. But the ensemble’s other fine dancers are also given small solos here and there and each is performed with indelible clarity.
The other two works on the program, “Upside Down” (an excerpt from the 1998 dance “Destiny”) and the 1999 “Gatekeepers” feel like companion pieces, dynamically and thematically. Though there is context embedded within — especially in “Gatekeepers,” whose title refers not to the contemporary phrase denoting those who imperiously “decide” who can participate, but rather to beautiful myths and traditions from some Native American and African communities — these dances are exuberant examples of some of Evidence’s infectiously high-octane repertory. How can an experience be so intense and at the same time so easy? Yet that’s what an Evidence performance often offers, and that’s what this program delivers. Throughout the evening I was struck by the seemingly ceaseless rise of energy, wondering how it could be maintained. But even in the moments of pause or stillness, the dancers continued to emit radiant strength; their commitment to the dance, to the art, to Brown, to each other, to us, is formidable, precious. Breathtaking and life-sustaining and hopeful.
RONALD K. BROWN/EVIDENCE
At Jacob’s Pillow Dance Festival, Becket, through Sunday. Tickets starting at $55. 413-243-0745, www.jacobspillow.org
Janine Parker can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.