A forum for the stories of veteran dancers


Clarinetist Michael Limoli c.1970s

Clarinetist Michael Limoli c.1970s
(photo by ????)

Dancer Michael Limoli, c.1970s

Dancer Michael Limoli, c.1970s
(photo by ????)

Michael Limoli: “Are you the dancer that I knew as Michele Morgan?”

mickey morgan: “OUI! Yes. I am the michele morgan who was a trainee just like you. Don’t forget Renita Exter or Maria Vegh (online!), Raimondo Fornoni, Vickie Garlitz, Ray Bussey, Ali Pourfarrokh, Pat Machette (who later married Tanju Tuzer), Zane Wilson, Roberto Medina, Jeannette Vondersaar, Mindy Gars, Janice Stenger (where is she?), et.al.

Trudi Hirsch and I were roommates right before I ran away from Harkness with a shirtless gorgeous Frisbee player by day and Central Park resident at night.

Remember Luigi Jazz classes? He recently had a stroke but insists on coming to the studio in his wheelchair at 85(?), and teaching. Remember Milton Oleaga, always in the background at Luigi’s taking photos, dancing a bit, taking a few more shots?

I guess we have a history together, my friend. A toast to the return of yet another member of the Harkness tribe!”

Michael Limoli: “I was a student of Edward Caton who sent me to Harkness in 1970. Mrs. Harkness saw me, made me a trainee and put me in a ballet she was creating. I was always torn between ballet and music. While at Harkness I received a sizable financial package to attend college where I could do both, so I accepted it. While at Harkness, I had many wonderful teachers, David Howard and Maria Vegh being prominent. I was always proud walking in the front door of Harkness House and missed it and the dancers quite a bit when I left. I was there with Michele Morgan, Tom Fowler, Susan McKee, Trudi Hirsch . . . it was a great time in my life, no matter how brief.

Michael Limoli . . . at ease

Michael Limoli . . . at ease
(photo by ?)

During my first “audition” [in] David Howard’s class, I was shaking in my boots, partially because I loved the Harkness Ballet Company so much. After the class, David took me into his office and in his usual dry, quixotic tone of voice said to me, “Well, you are definitely IN. Mrs. Harkness saw you in class and instructed us to give you a contract. You are now a Harkness Trainee.”

As to Luigi’s classes, I not only looked forward to watching him demonstrate, but for me it was learning a new way of moving.  Also, I loved the fact that we were allowed to wear COLORED practice clothes.

Dancer Michael Limoli clad in the freedom of Luigi's Jazz dance class

Dancer Michael Limoli clad in the freedom of Luigi’s Jazz dance class
(photo by Roy Blakey)

 

Luigi-esque all the way

Luigi-esque all the way
(photo by Roy Blakey)

Here are a few of my Harkness memories:

In one of my early-on classes, Helen Greenford said to me, “Michael you are such a musical dancer. Would you please demonstrate that combination for the class?”

After one class, I went to Raymond Wilson [accompanist] and told him how much I had enjoyed one of the opera arias he had played that day.

In disbelief, he asked me how I knew that piece.  When he learned that I was a clarinetist, he asked me to bring my clarinet to Harkness, which I did. We had fun playing duets.

At a later date, Marjory asked me to play the piano for her class. Both of these Harkness pianists showed great interest in my musical abilities and encouraged me to continue music along with dance.

This may sound corny, but I always felt like I was playing an instrument while I was dancing, and dancing while I was playing a musical instrument. I was once invited to play the piano for a master class being taught by Darci Kistler. We didn’t know each other, but at one point she stopped, and said to the class, “How can you not know the combination? This pianist is giving you every step in his playing.”

After hearing me play, Peter Fonseca (at that time in ABT) asked me to perform a piece on the clarinet with him dancing to his own choreography. (I had met Peter through David Howard.) Peter was a great dancer, a wonderful person and a terrific friend.

Michael Limoli partners ??? in "Les Sylphides"

Michael Limoli partners Kathleen Geiser in “Les Sylphides”
(photo by Richard Pflum during a performance for German Public Television)

After I “officially” stopped dancing and I was performing as a solo clarinetist in various concert spaces around NYC and including Carnegie Hall and Lincoln Center, I continued taking ballet class with David Howard. I also played piano for ABT, Joffrey and Richard Thomas (where I had first met Janek Schergen.)

Later in my dance/music career, I was invited to accompany classes at Kaatsbaan.  One of the teachers was Bonnie Mathis, a Harkness Ballet alum.

Co-incidentally, at the same time I left Harkness to go to Indiana University, another alum from the Harkness Ballet, Cheryl Clark, came to the same school and we performed in ballets together as a pas-de-deux couple.

At Harkness I was a big fan of Edmond La Fosse.  After Harkness days, owing to the spelling of our last names, we used to re-unite in the NY Unemployment line  Later, I was pianist for classes at NYSSSA taught by is brother, Robby La Fosse.

At Harkness, I took class from Elizabeth Carroll.  Little did I know that some 20 years later, my wife (Denise Warner from ABT) would become her successor on the ballet faculty of Skidmore College.

I was pianist for classes taught at North Carolina School of the Arts by Susan McKee McCullough, a contemporary Harkness Trainee.

I later performed as dancer and accompanist at Skidmore College for Mary di Santo, another Harkness colleague. I accompanied classes at Adelphi Unversity for Jan Kriechman, a former Harkness Trainee, a little after my time.

Mrs. Harkness was always kind and friendly. After I left Harkness, she sent me a sweet letter of support, wishing me well on my career in music.

[For an extensive list of dance/clarinetist/accompanist reviews and more photos about Michael Limoli, click his name from the column to the right]


AlvinAiley

“The creative process is not controlled by a switch you can simply turn on or off;                                it’s with you all the time.”
Alvin Ailey


IMPORTANT – Surgeon talks about the silent MoM dangers

I have found a wealth of material on http://earlsview.com concerning the medical controversy surrounding repeated hip surgeries. If you are a recipient of these afflictions, please contact me at mickeypamo@gmail.com to gather as patients and put our heads together as to how to correct this injustice done via Smith and Nephew hip  implements of all kinds.

As it stands, I’ve been dumped from a law firm here . . . as being too complicated a case. Four hip replacements: out of the flow of life since 2003.

Yet, the sun shines, the wind blows clear through the house, cleansing all the locked-up winter emotions.


If you’re a double, triple or quadruple hippie, contact mickeypamo@gmail.com in Cincinnati; let’s brainstorm together

I want to thank “Earl‘s View”, the blog honorably fighting for hippies. Subscribe with him!

Alert! The Body is Fleeting


Is the Narrow Path to Transcendence Worth the Later Physical Ailments in a Dancer's Life?

Is the Narrow Path to Transcendence Worth the Later Physical Ailments in a Dancer’s Life?

Alert: Are there any dancers, athletes or active people out there who have had a hip resurfacing (Smith & Nephew)? I’ve had 4 hip operations since 2007. I’ve just been dumped from a Cincinnati law firm because my case is too complex.(!!!???)
If these conditions are ones you’ve experienced, please contact me right away at mickeypamo@gmail.com. It costs nothing. (see previous post on HarknessBallet.wordpress.com for my extended story).
Time is of the essence!

Also, if anyone is beginning to suffer from hip pain, go to dancerhips.com for many dancers’ testimonials.


mickey L morgan
Thanksgiving 2012

What veteran dancer has escaped the mainstream medical-industrial complex? A slim few magnificently healthy old hoofers remain. I am not one of the latter. But I have paid my dues and want to celebrate that I have completed four hip replacements and am walking at 60 in the same way I staggered cowlike during the last couple of months of pregnancy. (My son, Chris Morgan-Riess, is now 31, married, going to Georgetown U. in his 3rd year of law. He will work in the public sector concerning war crimes, human rights, anti-death penalty, et. al. the other horrors.)

As to my hip replacements, the big message is: DO NOT GET A METAL-ON-METAL IMPLANT, otherwise called a HIP RESURFACING. The lure of greater rotation and increased ranges of motion promised with this implant, would and was greatly promising to me . . . 10 to 15 years of relief; then after that goodly span of time, I would eventually have to get a THR (Traditional Hip Replacement).

The first two replacements were in Oct. 2007 and March 2008 . . . a couple years of relief and then KLUNK . . . back into the system for revisionary surgery on Dec. 1, 2011 and finally Aug. 14, 2012.

Another effect of the Metal Hip Resurfacing is that shards of metal get in the blood and affect EVERYTHING.

But, the lowdown of all of this, is that having danced in this lifetime was the greatest gift my mother gave me, as a dancer herself. The accidental falling into complete trance during some 3 to 4 performances . . . was worth 4 hip replacements. That kind of stuff makes you grow, eh?

Yet what of our youth aspiring to dance? Competition negates self-care. Not to mention that the young girl doing an arabesque these days is pushed to what used to be called penché, yet her upper body is nearly on a plumb line to the floor. O O O my. She looks astonishing, yet how many years has she got before the body’s backlash? The big message in my youth was: Don’t eat. Higher! Higher! (Shove . . . grimace). Today it is moreso in all ways. And as a result, the level of technique in my hometown Cincinnati, with Victoria Morgan’s Cincinnati Ballet, is fantastically way beyond my generation . . . as should be so. Going inward is better than going beyond everyone else. Don’t wait till you’re 48 to begin gaining healthful intelligence in your movements.

peace,

mickey

p.s. check out http://dancerhips.com . . . that’s where I found Helen Heineman!


Painting in Harkness House Lobby, by Mr. Jean Jansem

How many of us went back to school after retiring from dance in one’s 30s? How many of us felt we were not at all trained as to how to maneuver in a world that bit back . . . very unlike the sound secure space of the studio and the stage? I know of many of you who have endured in the discipline of dance, and have likewise been rewarded (hopefully more than by just kudos).

I’m going on my 4th hip replacement. So what else is new? How many of our generation clank around with a lot of metal in their overextended bodies? I sure do. Knees, hips . . . we keep the industry going. By the way, if you’re beginning to clunk and kink and ache, check out http://dancerships.com, for camaraderie, if nothing else.

Do Not Get Any Hip Replacement that is Metal-on-Metal (resurfacing) kind!!!!! They are breaking down everywhere and bringing into this body what is called “metallosis”, shards of metal from the implement tripled my blood’s content of cobalt or chromium. This is toxic to all the organs. The Smith & Nephew resurfacing device remaining in my left leg feels like a ticking bomb. Yes, I have a lawyer who is doing a Multi-District-Litigation rather than a class action. The difference is that one firm files a suit for all those in the class action; in an MDL, a few lawyers’ firms get together because they have one or more clients. So if you’re having problems, let me know . . . there is a way to freely get hooked up with a firm involved.

Fortunately, I finished an English BA and MA, and use it as a sole (home) proprietor for The Karma Press.

How many of us were waiters, waitresses, artists’ models, hotel maids, et. al., as we watched others of our age who were non-dancers begin to form pretty close to 2% as they made 6-figure incomes. How many dancers ended up homeless . . . no joke . . . there was an article in the NYTimes about a black homeless man who had danced with NYCB!

A career in dance seems to provide no training for anything but itself as art. And we, as artists, poured our guts into it like we were married to it. And now (woe to you young’uns), we stumble out of bed and creak and groan.

It provides no training for anything other than itself because dance, when properly executed, is transcendent, hence useless in the mundane world. The transcendence is the hook, the marriage of something inside the dancer that leads to a moment of bliss. With these abilities, dance becomes a spirituality, a means to a higher state of consciousness. It is worth 4 hip replacements.

—mickey morgan (mickeypamo)

p.s. The best thing you could do for yourself is to learn to type! The real way, no single finger pokes.


Joffrey Ballet Movie wrote: “all in connection with the Joffrey and Harkness are welcome here. Thanks for sharing this link.”

What a great connection with that earlier generation who had been shepherded by Rebecca Harkness! Anyone have stories, pictures, etc.?

Wild Horses in France
photog. by Marco Carmassi

 

 

 


What is that energy that makes some cry as they see this humble dancer?

[notice of video, courtesy of Chris Morgan-Riess]


Misty Blue

with Sasha and Twitch

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