Like live wires twitching for contact, sending sparks into the hall, the La Verne Reed Dancers burst into their brief routines. Bodies stretch to the utmost, legs extend high into the air, jete-leaps flash across the stage, and pulsing rhythms can be read as precisely as if the perfomer's torsos and hips were the dials on a meter. Add to this high-voltage technique a manner as fresh as a whiff of ozone, and the company's "Pressin' On" program can be guaranteed to entice even dance buffs who aren't wild about choreography done to jazz and gospel music of the pop sort.
There is no moment that vaguely approaches tedium, yet one might hesitate to go back for a second look because a series of highs can exhaust as well as excite the viewer. Even the dancers' training seems deficient in such things as keeping shoulders at ease relaxing in a controlled way, and coming to rest neatly.
These details would add depth to the performance. Whether the dancers do a 1940ish nightclub routine, an agonized sketch of black women behind bars, or and acrobatic adagio about lovers in bathing suits, they are projecting character types. If their impersonations were as effective in still points as in climaxes, might they not linger longer in memory?
The program, a benefit for the company, will be performed every weekend in June at The Rep., Inc., on Georgia Avenue.