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    <name>Rosas / Anne Teresa De Keersmaeker: The Song</name>
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    <description_plain>A laboratory of images and sounds, movement and space, in which nine male dancers and one female dancer try to reposition the body in an ever-changing environment. In her latest choreography, &#8220;The Song&#8221;, the famous Belgian Anne Teresa De Keersmaeker examines the transgression of boundaries of the human body and the theatrical space together with light designer Ann Veronica Janssens and stage designer Michel Fran&#231;ois.


	&#8220;The Song&#8221; sounds on the brink of post-humanism, at a place where humans start yielding themselves to their technological replicants. Does everything that is human become superfluous at this point? Is this the moment when the artist is called upon to leave everything s/he knows behind and start from scratch? In &#8220;The Song&#8221;, the theatre merges with the whole of the auditorium and the backstage. It transforms into a light, virtual place, with only the most basic props indicating its purpose.


	The piece itself turns out to be a transit station between mathematical precision and human freedom, a performance that transgresses its ties and makes the hierarchies between weight and lightness, body and mind, the dancers and their surroundings disappear.</description_plain>
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