Thursday, March 6th, 2008 at 4:07 pm
posted by annamarya.scaccia
I’m not much for ballet, especially productions with religious subtext. Granted, there’s grace, elegance, all that jazz, but the last time I saw a ballet was at eight, watching my dance school peers put on a clumsy year-end recital to show their parents what they’ve been taught.
But this apathy towards the art changed last week when I received an e-mail from a CP editor about PA Ballet’s dance interpretation of Handel’s “Messiah” (running March 5-9 at the Academy of Music). Apparently, the performance would feature real sheep. That’s right, living, breathing sheep. Excitement ensued. I was intrigued and totally willing to write something. I mean, no longer was this a ballet, but a baaaaahhhh-llet.
Then, like a wounded lover witnessing an act of infidelity, I felt betrayed. Turns out those delightful fluffy balls of soft cotton will no longer graze the Academy of Music stage. Instead, says PA Ballet’s PR Manager Brooke Honeyford, dancers will dress up in sheep clothing and THAT might not even happen. The sheep scene may be nixed all together. LEast that’s what she told me last week.
Honeyford does enthusiastically inform me that a living pony will appear in their production of “Coppelia” (running April 18-27 at the Merriam). A pony? I don’t want no stinkin’ pony. Ponies are for little girls who haven’t realized the only place they’re a princess is inside their head. I wanted sheep. Adorable, plump sheep. And that, we will not get.
So. Messiah opened last night. Tell me, how did they handle the sheep thing?