While other art capitals go dark for most of January, New York has a reputation for insomniac hyperactivity to maintain. Hence, a dizzying round of downtown mini-festivals. Is new opera your bag? Try Prototype. Experimental theater? Under the Radar. Clowning? PhysFest NYC. Voguing? The Underground Uptown Dance Festival, by Works & Process at the Guggenheim. As for postmodern dance, it depends on the generation. The Out-FRONT! fest at Judson Church promises to be sufficiently democratic and process-oriented for any Zoomer; for everyone else, there’s New York Live Arts’ Live Artery. Actually there are two arteries: the show excerpts, for the arts presenters descending on the city for their annual show-shopping spree, and the full productions, for them and us, too. I’m eager for Ogemdi Ude’s premiere, Major, which treats the majorettes of Historically Black Colleges not as sidekicks to the marching bands but as the main story; dance comics Lisa Fagan and Lena Engelstein’s spectacularly campy and perilously picaresque Friday Night Rat Catchers; and, in a retrospective turn, Tere O’Connor (highlighted earlier this month) and Bill T. Jones. —Apollinaire Scherr