Special Dance Enthusiast Feature: MUSCLE MEMORIES (The Third Installment in series of short essays by Stuart Hodes)
On "CHOREOGRAPHERS" and "FLIGHT"
Stuart Hodes 2009
Paul Taylor, in his introduction to my book on choreography, wrote, “The only matter on which my old friend and I have tended to disagree concerns the knotty matter of who deserves the title of the World’s Greatest Dancemaker of All Time: him or me?” Paul is famous for irony, of course.
- Stuart Hodes
It is partly the sheer power of flying suddenly bestowed upon a ground-bound biped. But greater still are the sensations, viscerally captured only in an airplane small enough to become an extension of the pilot’s body, revealing a whole new spectrum of feelings from the naked thrill of a power dive, to different perceptions of gravity in loops and turns, to wild animations of surrounding earth and sky in spins and rolls, to the afterglow when setting foot on earth once again. The B-17 bomber I flew into combat gave back far less, yet it did give something. But I’d be surprised if there’s anything visceral left for pilots of huge modern jets.
At Manhattan Community College, an 18-year-old neo-hippie (blond dreadlocks, no headband) asked if I’d actually flown combat. Told I had, he said, “What a bummer.”
In the witness stand during Graham vs. Graham, the Graham Center’s chief lawyer began by asking about my WWII background. Later, a young lawyer-- female, with melting eyes, asked, “Was it terrible for you on those bombing missions?”
Maybe she was just offering comfort, but it seemed another anti-war stab. I felt I was expected to lower my gaze, breathe a sigh and mumble, “Yes, it was inhuman being forced to drop bombs on Nazi mass murderers.” I could not oblige. “It was a bash!” I replied, and saw her soft smile became an angry glare.
Fighting is the dark side of performing and dropping bombs is irredeemably dark. Yet it too swallows one up, erasing everything but the moment.
Animals live and die in the moment, but people (unless they’re saints, I suppose) experience it only when performing, competing, fighting, in operating rooms (one hopes), at peaks of discovery or adventure, and when making love.