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...as the dancers danced – for 60 minutes, non-stop – Cage orchestrated the magnificent cacophony of his own score, which featured his own, singsong recital of fragments from Joyce's text, a mix of recorded sounds (chanting monks, screaming sirens, crowing cocks) that referenced every one of the 2,462 places mentioned in the Wake, and finally a band of traditional Irish musicians and singers, playing live.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/stage/2011/oct/07/merce-cunningham-dance-company-roaratoria-review?newsfeed=true
...Roaratorio was earnest in delivery, typical of Cunningham, but with stolen smiles amidst all the hand-held set dancing that permeated a cacophony of sound by long-time collaborator, John Cage.
http://londonist.com/2011/10/dance-review-merce-cunningham-dance-company-barbican.php
...Roaratorio...is like a dance class in the city that keeps breaking out into an Irish get-together, dancers in mix-and-match colours, holding hands and jigging, while sounds fly in as if through an open window - traffic, children in the park, snatches of Irish fiddle-playing, chunks of James Joyce poetry, a crooning vagrant wandering by. The score is one of the many made for Merce, his partner, by John Cage, the mischievous, ever-stimulating composer and apostle of chance.
http://www.theartsdesk.com/dance/merce-cunningham-dance-company-barbican-theatre
