A noise manifesto for the ruins of tomorrow.
In a dance marathon unfolding across the historical continuum, three women move between personal and collective memory, between the past that still lies ahead of us and the future we have already left behind. Focusing on the dancing body and using sound and poetry as choreographic materials, It's the end of the amusement phase confronts the idea of progress as the most exhausting of linear narratives. In the aftermath of a technological and social revolution that never truly happened, the performance traces an emotional history of the present.
This performance is neither another apocalyptic prophecy nor a nostalgic longing for an idealized past. Rather, it acknowledges that the experiment has, fortunately, failed. The end of the world has not yet arrived, and neither has the end of history. In this suspended moment of falling, the poetics of vertigo emerges as the performance’s most fragile and tender gesture.