MGM Grand’s Nut, at the Kitchenhttp://www.thirteen.org/sundayarts/blog/mgm-grands-nut/1208/
They bat their false eyelashes, focused on us like they’re looking in a mirror, which they are, in a way. The music (put together by R. McNeill, who sits sidestage next to a reel-to-reel tape deck) ricochets through several Motown hits (does Nina Simone qualify as Motown? she’s there too), halting at times to trip over sampled phrases and words, in particular the work’s title. Spotlights cut across the stage dimension into horizontal bands, which the dancers dart through to an almost strobe effect, swooping their limbs at the first row audience members like giant bats in the dark.