5 stories by "Meg Doyle"
 Some performances can bring back the dead. Through references and recordings, through revivals and reenactments, they channel the spirit of the artists and choreography they cite and ca…
There is a moment in Samuel Beckett's Waiting for Godot that I return to whenever I think about the relationship between dance and language. It's an often misquoted scene, but it happens whe…
The first songs I learned as a child were rebel songs. They recounted uprisings, hunger strikes, and rebellions; they rhymed and were easy to remember. Lyrics like "Some say the devil is dea…
There is a photograph of my grandad and three of his brothers taken in Dublin in the early 1930s; the brothers stand in a row and pose with their arms firmly placed by their sides or their h…
 There is a photograph of my grandad and three of his brothers taken in Dublin in the early 1930s; the brothers stand in a row and pose with their arms firmly placed by their sides or th…