Thursday, December 31, 2015

New Year's Resolutions


My New Year's tango resolutions are simple as a-b-c.
  • Dance simply. . .
  • ...but not too much.
  • Nurture my dance relationship with my partner.

1. Dance simply.  Grace feels good and dancing (responding) to the music feels good.  I plan to combine them as best I can without giving up the embrace.  Now that I am back in the US, I see and feel the lure of doing cool steps, opening the embrace.  Let the Force be with me.  The Dark Side of tango gymnastics has corrupted so many Jedi Dancers.  Let it not be me!

Sunday, December 20, 2015

How to visit Tango Cloud Nine more often




If you you want to visit Tango Cloud Nine more often, then pay attention to how well a person hears and responds to the music.  

Somatically responding to music is truly dancing--and especially in an improvisational dance like tango. So the first and foremost criteria for those with whom you will dance should be their musicality and their grace to be able to safely dance in tandem with you. "Advanced dancers" may have a better chance of being in the music, but often they are graceful but not musical, or fail to create the feeling of safety on the dance floor.  So my new definition of social tango is:    

Saturday, December 12, 2015

When a musical instrument comes to life

A tango Christmas Story  [republished for Christmas 2015]



Sara is my closest friend for many years.  No one could replace the kind of friendship we had.  She's a breathing, living being.  Sara is my bandoneón.   I know that is strange to say this, but surely I am not the only one who holds the wonderful delusion that the mystery of life dwells in an inanimate musical instrument.

If you had a friend who allowed you to express your deepest thoughts, would you call that friend "just a mortal" or "just" anything else? This friend for me is Sara.  I mean . . . she's a real friend, not a lover.  I didn't have to court her.  I am who I truly am around her.  And isn't the jealous type.  She knew that I adored girls and then later women.  And she alone stood by me as my heart was broken now and then.  She even gave me more self-confidence after low moments in my life. She would reward me with a forward jump as a musician each time my heart was broken.  I learned how to play fewer notes, but express more.