The ImPulsTanz party came a bit late this year, on the second weekend of the festival but on a glorious Saturday night following the second performance of Wim Vandekeybus’s Nieuzwart. The Ultima Vez crew was out in force again although not dancing quite as frenetically as in 2006 where they effectively put on a second show.
The evening seemed quite tranquil with a typical hip hop turn at the tables from DJ DSL. I’m more of a DJ Indigo trancey sort of a chap but the crowd seemed to respond well to DSL’s hiphop. The Kasino at Schwarzenbergplatz was just too hot though. Unfortunately for historical preservation rules, they can’t open the windows and the ventilation is just enough.
In the back room, at three in the morning, a magical Dionysian moment took place. Inspired by one beautiful pair, the dancers men and women shed their shirts and just drifted into the zone. I caught the atmosphere I could.
I sometimes try to explain to people how a year without ImPulsTanz is like a year in prison. Perhaps these photos explain better the extraordinary explosion of passion and freedom and movement which is ImPulsTanz than any words.