My feet hurt. I had been dancing from 11:00am to 2:30am, with 4 hours lunch and dinner break in between. I HAD my tango fix this weekend. Will try to make it to the Sunday night milonga later, if my feet are feeling better later, that is.
Caught up with a girl whom I've seen before. She just got back from BsAs. We had a great conversation. And two great tandas. She said it was the first time she felt real dancing after she got back. We both loved to be in each other's embrace. It felt so, how should I put it, Buenos Aires. We hugged each other a few times at the end of the songs, savoring the lost feeling. She was the third person that I had danced with that familiar embrace.
I felt I was back in Buenos Aires, doing my milonga marathon again. Ah... less than a month...
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Slowing Down.
I had a milongaless weekend. And I only went out one night in the week. The weather hasn't been nice enough: snow, freezing cold, rain, and strong wind. The thought of going out in the weather and having a bad or even a so-so night deterred me further. I still remembered driving on the icy side streets of Manhattan to attend milongas last year. Now the desire of dancing with all those "hot" women is waning. Tango, for me, is no longer to dance till my feet hurt.
My enthusiasm is still here and growing strong. Besides working on the technique in my living room, I am undertaking the work of putting lyrics to my 4000 song Itune library and building my own tanda list. It is to help me with my musicality, which has always been raved by most of the followers. Now only if I understood the lyrics, had I have more control over how to express music. At the mean time, I am expanding my Spanish vocabulary. Maybe by November, my third trip to BsAs, I can finally converse in Spanish.
Two of the bloggers have taken down their blogs. I think that I can relate to it. I wiped out my posts from March to October 2007 without backup. At that time, I felt that I needed to move on and there was no need to look back. Two weeks later, I found myself posting again, only that it was changed to a journal to my first trip to BsAs. Amidst my post BsAs blue, I wanted to close up shop again. A few days later, I couldn't resist but voice my opinion again... I do hope one of these days they will find the desire to write again and share their voices.
Part of the reason I am so into tango is because it is a life long experience, like martial arts. There is always another level you can reach to. In the end, it is not so much about the physical aspect of the game but the mental one. One doesn't stop learning if one chooses not to.
It is rewarding to have a blissful tanda once a while. And it makes the whole experience more cherishable.
My enthusiasm is still here and growing strong. Besides working on the technique in my living room, I am undertaking the work of putting lyrics to my 4000 song Itune library and building my own tanda list. It is to help me with my musicality, which has always been raved by most of the followers. Now only if I understood the lyrics, had I have more control over how to express music. At the mean time, I am expanding my Spanish vocabulary. Maybe by November, my third trip to BsAs, I can finally converse in Spanish.
Two of the bloggers have taken down their blogs. I think that I can relate to it. I wiped out my posts from March to October 2007 without backup. At that time, I felt that I needed to move on and there was no need to look back. Two weeks later, I found myself posting again, only that it was changed to a journal to my first trip to BsAs. Amidst my post BsAs blue, I wanted to close up shop again. A few days later, I couldn't resist but voice my opinion again... I do hope one of these days they will find the desire to write again and share their voices.
Part of the reason I am so into tango is because it is a life long experience, like martial arts. There is always another level you can reach to. In the end, it is not so much about the physical aspect of the game but the mental one. One doesn't stop learning if one chooses not to.
It is rewarding to have a blissful tanda once a while. And it makes the whole experience more cherishable.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Youtube Friday
Dug up these two clips of Andrea Misse y Leandro Palou from youtube.
Tango (to Siete Palabras by Di Sarli)
Milonga (to Milonga de Mis Tiempos)
Tango (to Siete Palabras by Di Sarli)
Milonga (to Milonga de Mis Tiempos)
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Grateful
I am feeling soreness in my arms, legs and thighs; having a stiff back and swelling ankle, all as the result from half an hour non stop breakfall and roll like this:
(Being the one getting thrown)
and this:
from last night.
I am in my best mood despite the agony. My conditioning isn't as bad as I thought. And I had a good night dancing at the milonga that I used to dislike.
The highlight of the night was two tandas with an acquaintance. I hadn't danced with her since last summer at the seaport. Last Thursday we danced again, and had an amazing tanda of Pugliese. So far, She is the only woman who embraces like the way Andrea Misse did.
The fact that she interpreted the music together with me made the dance much more intriguing. It was really like a conversation between the two, like sing language but with our feet and our connected chests and faces. Paused, I breathed deep into my chest and felt her chest expanding together with mine. Consumed with the music, we exhaled together and danced on again.
We had a bump in the knees, two stepping on the toes. And the boleo that i wanted to lead in the end was lame... It was not perfect. But it only reminded me that I was still dancing on earth, not in heaven.
At the end of the night before I left, I walked up to her and thanked her sincerely for two wonderful tandas. I was grateful to her for her understanding of the embrace and the music and her shared passion for tango.
(Being the one getting thrown)
and this:
from last night.
I am in my best mood despite the agony. My conditioning isn't as bad as I thought. And I had a good night dancing at the milonga that I used to dislike.
The highlight of the night was two tandas with an acquaintance. I hadn't danced with her since last summer at the seaport. Last Thursday we danced again, and had an amazing tanda of Pugliese. So far, She is the only woman who embraces like the way Andrea Misse did.
The fact that she interpreted the music together with me made the dance much more intriguing. It was really like a conversation between the two, like sing language but with our feet and our connected chests and faces. Paused, I breathed deep into my chest and felt her chest expanding together with mine. Consumed with the music, we exhaled together and danced on again.
We had a bump in the knees, two stepping on the toes. And the boleo that i wanted to lead in the end was lame... It was not perfect. But it only reminded me that I was still dancing on earth, not in heaven.
At the end of the night before I left, I walked up to her and thanked her sincerely for two wonderful tandas. I was grateful to her for her understanding of the embrace and the music and her shared passion for tango.
Monday, January 14, 2008
La Vida Es Corta
Listening to La Vida Es Corta (life is short) by Ricardo Tanturi, cantor Alberto Castilo this cold Monday morning:
Life is short, and is necessary to live it. How appropriate!
A ver muchachos, quiero alegría,
quiero aturdirme, para no pensar.
La vida es corta y hay que vivirla,
dejando a un lado la realidad.
Hay que olvidarse del sacrificio,
que tanto cuesta ser, tener el pan.
Y en estas noches de farra y risa,
ponerle al alma nuevo disfraz.
La vida es corta y hay que vivirla,
en el mañana no hay que confiar.
Si hoy la mentira se llama sueño,
tal vez mañana sea la verdad.
La vida es corta y hay que vivirla,
feliz al lado de una mujer,
que aunque nos mienta, frente a sus ojos,
razón de sobra hay para querer.
Life is short, and is necessary to live it. How appropriate!
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