Front Porch Magazine
June 2012 (pg. 11)
A dark stage gradually brightens to a tempestuous glow as dancers rise from the depths of garbage strewn around them. Music pulses tensely as they pull their bedraggled bodies across the stage, scratching and clutching at desirable objects. Enter three innocents, lithe and fresh in their sweet, pressed dresses. But wait! The gang of primal wretches lunges from upstage, overtaking these bright ingénues. What follows, death and resurrection, reflects the current climate of live performance today, as companies like Beverly Mendez’s Dance Matrix strive to revitalize attendance at dance concerts within the community of Fredericksburg.