It is that familiar time of year where the barriers between the spiritual and physical break down. As the veil commences to thin, sonic transmissions bless the ears and shadows weave tapestries of dance in the same ecstasy that has guided communion for thousands of years. The bell tolls, but the feast isn't silent. The last installment of Bodyworks at The White Hotel brings aural rites, performance and joy propelling us into the next chapter. Revel in the festivities. Dance until you're macabre.