Nicknamed Taz, his father turned into the Tasmanian Devil in the stands, so wild and crazy he spun around dancing with joy after each basket his son scored.
Her style, combining beautiful ensemble dancing with crazy solos which might involve disrobing, lighting a candle, hair-brushing, setting a newspaper on fire, even swimming, and always a great deal of talking, has had considerable influence on choreographers both inside and outside Germany.
Though it's frequently portrayed as this crazy, unbridled festival of rain-soaked, stoned hippies dancing in the mud, Woodstock was obviously much more than that -- or we wouldn't still be talking about it in 2009.