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Tango: my life as a not-so-good leader

And you thought that YOU were the worst dancer in the world ?

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

Could've been worse

The lady who had already required me for her bronze medal in argentine tango, decided to go one step further and invited a bunch of friends at her place, for a demo. So I had to go too, of course; and, by the way, not reluctantly at all. As long as there is free food somewhere, I'm always ready. And some food there was, indeed. Cakes, pies, ice-creams, strawberries, cheese...

Some people too. Non-dancers. None of them. Not only non argentine tango dancers, but neither able to dance anything. So it was a bit weird, with our kind hostess trying CD after CD to make people dance something (disco alternating with viennese waltzes), and the floor remaining desperately empty.

Actually, this proved to be an asset, as when our demo began, the public was impressed as soon as we got in the abrazo, and went nuts when we did our first back ochos.

The choreography had been cautiously prepared beforehand, of course. No less than six private classes were needed to be able to dance "Adios, pampa mia" (Canaro's arrangement), our teacher carefully choosing for us the simplest steps he knew. Well, not simple enough, as the whole tango was nothing less than a lasting series of mistakes by my partner. Anticipation, lateness, stepping on her own without my leading anything, losing balance, and so on. To make things worse, she kept apologizing to the public all along the dance ("Sorry!" "I missed!" "This step should have been beautiful..." "Stop looking at us"...), though the audience wouldn't probably have noticed anything of her mistakes if she had kept silent. The end of the song came before we had done half of the planned steps, and I had to lead a quite forceful end to be sure that she would follow at least this last moment.

Well, after all, who am I to criticize her ? She's been taking tango classes for more time than me, and she already earns three bronze medals (jive, cha-cha, tango), while I have none.



posted by Pablo  # 8:42 AM
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