.: First Night of Tango :.

The first night of many, I hope...

I seemed to get the gist of it pretty easily. But as the Unicorn has said follows have it alot easier. With some pointers from M, I was on the dance floor.

So let me try to capture how fascinated with this dance I'd become. Its been very rare that I watch other dancers so intently. I try to break down the dance to little nuances. And there are many. Even trying to capture the attitude of each dance along with each song. Then there is the connection... much like what I love about blues dancing. In blues dancing, I adore the feel of the immediate intmacy, the closeness of the bodies, then the undulating momentums of the various types of connections. For tango, the changes of connection rarely ever happens. There is a constant forcefulness of the bodies that, perhaps, just makes a greater impression when the bodies are finally released.

The Unicorn and I are planning on making Wednesdays tango night a regular event as oppposed to GDS. I look forward to learning an entirely new dance. Funny, tho Jo and I would still mess around with some lindy and blues dancing. The poor Unicorn got so frustrated at "butchering" tango, we had to just kinda goof off a little.

As I was told, the tango community seemed very welcoming. Then my pet peeve happened. An older gentleman asked me onto the dance floor. He then proceeds to ask if I've ever taken any tango dance lessons. That sounds so judgemental! I give him the benefit of the doubt and mention all that I have learned came from what I'd learned from my friends. "Well, let's see if we can go through the basic, " he tells me. We rough it through. I swear I was floating wonderfully with other leads but this guy... this guy was trying to crank me to "put my foot there" and "shift your weight here." He then quits on me IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SONG!! Its insulting enough when a tango dancer says "thank you" after just ONE dance. The "gentleman" then proceeds to mention that the teacher that evening could teach me more...IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SONG!! Can cannot relate how insulted I was. Jo had to talk me down a bit. M made a point to mention this to the teacher who then came up to me to apologise for the putz.

Luckily, that experience hasn't dampened my determination to learn this dance.

Tango, anyone?