Benavides had the courage to take on two of the poems that Copland had already set, “Heart, we will forget him!” and “I felt a funeral in my brain.” Fortunately, he had no trouble finding his own voice to express his own interpretation of these texts... the performance emerged as a highly individual approach to poems that tapped into the soul of a highly individual woman.

This was followed by music by the oldest composer, Nick Benavides... For me this was a rather engaging bit of nostalgia, leaving me thinking about how the source material predated the composer’s birth by about two decades.

This made for a unique approach to get the listener involved in the embellishment process, situating the soloist in the middle of a cloud of seemingly unrelated pitches.

Benavides' funky and the horse you rode in on inspired some rump-shaking and, I believe, the Harlem Shake.

http://www.loosefilter.com/the_loose_filter_project_/2013/03/does-it-smell-like-a-dance-party-in-here.html#more