It must have been heaven to be alive and watching dance in New York from the late 1960s until the early 1980s, when a group of young choreographers – Lucinda Childs, Steve Paxton, Yvonne Rainer and Trisha Brown among them – came together in the basement of the Judson Memorial Church in Greenwich Village and rethought the nature of dance.
I went there on my first trip to New York, to pay homage, and was rather surprised to find it was still just a church. I wanted plaques and statues and celebratory fireworks. Now, I just eagerly await revivals of the work, marvelling at the clarity and beauty their experiments unlocked.
