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Barak Marshall’s episodic, theatrical "And at Midnight, the Green Bride Floated Through the Village Square…" (2012) opened the program like a cork pulled from a well-aged, centuries-old bottle. Out flowed a torrent of stomping Yiddish tunes, with coiled, staccato group movements and detailed narrative rants and pleas from Marshall’s ageless mother, dancer-singer Margalit Oved.  The unison work was impeccable...As in Ailey’s “Revelations,”  each boisterous new song reactivated one’s appetite and redrew the milieu. How easily this could be a full-evening work." 

                                                                    —The Los Angeles Times

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