New York Times Magazine: “Abruptly, each in turn, they began to whip their arms around, hunching their shoulders, bending their bodies toward the sound and the violent lyrics, trancelike, as if some sort of battle was about to begin.

They shut their eyes then and let their heads nod. As the beats filled the room, the dancers started quivering and then caroming, at first delicately, then spasmodically, then picking up velocity in an alarming but strangely graceful way. They looked like rubber bands do when the tautened elastic is sprung.”