Christopher Elam's Misnomer Dance Theater hit town with a force I haven't seen since the early days of Mark Morris. Elam, who resembles an undernourished yogi, has been studying in Bali and Turkey, and his dances drip with figures referencing Asian demons, even as they're accompanied by the likes of Leonard Cohen, Judy Collins, Tom Waits, and Andy Teirstein. Fusion doesn't begin to describe what's going on here; Elam is annealing his influences, creating a taut, intense movement language quite remote from the "released" style so common downtown. In an evening of eight short works, a dozen dancers gave themselves permission to look weird and work hard; the results were stunning and grotesque.