Tango Tranquility

I’m not sure where I read it or in what context, but Jantango recently wrote that: “One leaves the details of their life at the door in BsAs”. This struck such a chord and has stayed with me ever since. Despite having shared private aspects of life with certain tango friends, we manage to hang it all up with our coats and leave it there for the duration of the milonga. With some, there’s a spoken agreement that we just leave things unaddressed. With others, its unspoken yet agreed that we’re there to dance, to unfurl and to forget. I think the only place or time I’m really me is when I’m dancing tango. It’s only then that I’m in touch with my inner-most self. I suppose it’s as close as I’ve ever come to finding the tranquility I seek – to being able to stop the world and actually get off. Of course, this doesn’t happen with every dance or at every milonga, but whenever it does, then tango is my oasis, my solace, my sustenance.

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3 Comments on “Tango Tranquility”

  1. tangobob Says:

    It is not just Buenos Aires, though it is true my life goes on hold whilst I am there. No everytime I dance, all the cares of the world dissapear, I can be dog tired after a long day and fit for nothing, yet when I hit the dance floor I come alive again. Every dance and every milonga may be different, but they are always a pleasure that can never be understood by those who do not dance.

  2. Except sometimes they’re not such a pleasure. Take last night, for instance. My partner and I had really enjoyed a practica together with teachers in a different town and stayed on for the milonga. After a break, we started to dance and found we just couldn’t get it together. The communication was gone and the frustration rose with each and every dance. More breaks, more dances, more frustration. We both started to feel so inadequate. I suggested dancing with others to shake the feeling off. There were no familiar faces and my partner didn’t have the confidence to ask anyone else to dance. I felt the same way. Nor did I get invited to dance – probably because my body language frightened prospective partners off and probably because anyone who’d watched us on the dance floor wouldn’t have been impressed by what they saw. We’d danced so well during the practica and were just so disappointed at what happened afterwards. No tranquility there, just tension. Perhaps we were trying to hard or expecting too much. Do other couples go through similar peaks and troughs?

    • tangobob Says:

      There are times particularly after a heavy class or workshop, when the brain is so fried we are unable to function properly as tangueros/as.
      The only thing to do here is relax for a while, enjoy the music, and if you do get up to dance, try nothing that you have just learnt, keep it basic, enjoy the embrace feel the music.
      Remember, tango is not competition, no one needs to be impressed, when you forget techniques, moves, and sequences, you can only then truly enjoy the dance.
      BTW, that does not mean you should let your dancing go to pot, hold your posture, lead and follow, but relax.You get the greatest experiences when you expect the least.

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