Full of problems and limitations, purposely contrived, tacky and cynical, like dance-confetti, cosmetic yet wry, Pepperland is strangely appealing and memorable. I loved the use of repetition in the work, seemingly echoing the Beatles music, utilising paradoxically, cogent yet endearing choreographical motifs. At once, shallow and mocking, Pepperland oozes an intrinsic irony; the cosmetic can be subtle, playful, facile, tasteless yet wonderful. Then, surely Sargeant Peppers gleeful, whimsical Pop-experimentation would be the ideal music for Mark Morris's choreography?
Simon
