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Soul-baring, daring set this troupe apart

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Special to The Times

Dancer-choreographer Hae Kyung Lee, clad in a scarlet satin slip onstage at Cal State L.A.’s State Playhouse on Friday night, offered alternating depictions of rampant ecstasy and butoh-like inevitability in a ferocious performance of beating-heart virtuosity. Her solo was one of three premieres in a concert titled “Salm” -- Korean for “daily life.” The other works were performed by her 15-year-old locally based troupe, Hae Kyung Lee and Dancers.

The set, designed by Chris Acebo and Lee -- suspended pieces of white fabric suggestive of teardrops executed by Dali -- provided a perfect backdrop for Lee’s austere choreography. But it was her 10-minute solo, “Revolution,” a showcase of floating arms, balancing poses and crouches, that packed the most artistic wallop.

The number, akin to a glimpse into someone’s most private, naked thoughts, was danced to a sublime score (on tape) by Robert Een: elegiac cello laced with hymn-like vocals, guitars and accordion. Lee, with her hair in a Louise Brooks bob, her skin pale and her mouth a slash of red lipstick, moved through pools of light (designed by Arnold Sampson) as if struggling to set herself free.

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She rose on arched feet, her hands seeming to hover on watery swells, before plunging into a succession of head-whipping turns.

In this portrait of resolve, Lee, eyes closed, revealed a universe beyond the mundane, one where motion and truth coalesce in the thrill of the moment.

In “Chaos,” the company gave new meaning to the notion of crash-and-burn. Accompanied by Steve Moshier’s high-tech taped track, this 15-minute piece featured the dancers -- Kishisa Ross, Miguel Olvera, Claudia Lopez, Yvette Alawerdijian, Julio Moran and Demian Willette -- hurling themselves into the air like flailing flying fish before thwack-flopping to the ground.

Sporting shredded muslin jumpsuits with an institutional vibe, the dancers often moved in unison, their lemming-like behavior either a fearless display of nonchalance or one of resignation: Whether walking backward, quivering or sliding across the floor on their abdomens, they kept returning to the unrelenting body-slamming -- hope in a hopeless world.

At 30 minutes, “Rebirth,” also set to Een’s compelling string-based sounds (with nods to Ravel’s “Bolero”), featured the troupe in an astonishing array of authoritative lifts and lunges. Dressed in flesh-colored short unitards, these were spiritual warriors, sometimes swanning, sometimes spinning, always questing -- for redemption and a kind of underlying calm that can be found at the root of Lee’s limits-testing choreography.

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