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TECH RIDER INFO FOR BLUE CEILING DANCE TOURING PROJECTS: heat death AND heartless

 TECH RIDER INFO FOR BLUE CEILING DANCE TOURING PROJECTS: heat death AND heartless Technical Specs: All of my touring projects are made to be flexible for theatre and non-theatre spaces. General requirements are a non-concrete floor, ideally a sprung or wood flooring. Some works are suitable/negotiable for outdoors on grass or asphalt. Current touring projects: heat death: made for theatre and non-theatre-spaces (galleries, science institutes, other site-specific settings)  TECH RIDER: audio playback; performance space minimum or 20 x 20  and ideally a non-concrete floor (negotiable depending on the setting) heartless: Premiered at the Citadel Ross Centre for Dance (Citadel + Cie) in Toronto; suitable for black box or similar theatre setting. TECH RIDER: (based on premiere – negotiable depending on space) -the show uses audio playback only, no microphones except potentially for opening remarks if applicable -the show used no masking, and the background was a red brick wal...

DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE NOISE -- my battery is pure love part 3

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 DON’T WORRY ABOUT THE NOISE  (written by Lucy Rupert) This is an essay in 9 parts for the 9 episodes that make up my solo dance ‘heartless’ which premiered in October 2023. The choreography for this piece started as a meditation on the history and mythology of robots, but burrowed its way into many other personal and cosmic places. (See my first two essays on the project “my battery is pure love” and “babelfish”).  What follows is an account of my experience inside the 9 sections of ‘heartless’ during its opening night performance, tangled noisily with memories and sensations, past and future. 1. My ears grow rabbit-shaped, listening for the sound of rain, the audio cue that begins ‘heartless’. I realize that the audience, even in stillness, emanates a gentle rumble-buzz. I can’t hear my cue to start. But I part the black curtain at stage left and walk on with all the composure I can muster at opening night. I’ve missed the sound cue, but that’s ok. The beginning is an i...