Pina Bausch (7 July 1940 – 30 June 2009) introduced the fragile, intense emotional nakedess of everyday gestures to dance, and had her dancers make sounds to match. I came across “The Man I Love” by chance and was utterly charmed: Sign language, both with and without speech, as dance.
The man I love – George Gershwin
Someday he’ll come along, the man I love
And he’ll be big and strong, the man I love
And when he comes my way
I’ll do my best to make him stay
He’ll look at me and smile, I’ll understand
Then in a little while, he’ll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won’t say a word
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday,
Maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I’m sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He’ll build a little home that’s meant for two
From which I’ll never roam, Who would, would you
And so all else above
I’m dreaming of the man I love
