To help characterise the music, I asked her to come up with a short narrative or poem, based on her own impressions of the piece. This was the result, evidence of why I never ever underestimate the competence of smallies:
Clockwork Doll
Turning slowly 'round and 'round
Accompanied by a soft sweet sound
Toes neatly pointed and hair in a bun
She gives it her all, 'til her dance is done.
A man appears, dressed in black
He takes over, pushing her back
But the lady makes her way back in
And the man moves off with an elegant spin.
By this time, the song has come to a close
And the dancer strikes her finishing pose.
R.K., February 2010
The piece always reminded me of this video, which now seems like a harbinger of the macabre allure of Black Swan.
