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Confusion

I have been considering what Tango is going to be like back home in KL. Funny isn't it, when I should be seriously worrying about what I'm DOING with my life, I end up instead worrying about a dance. God help me.

But yes, am I being hypercynical when I think "good god, what the hell are Malaysian guys going to dance like!?" I don't know. Does it take a white guy who is from Argentina to be able to "truly" dance the Tango or even then, is Ann Arbor tango not even close to what Tango should actually be like? How do you convey a dance that has no set patterns or moves, where different people tell you to do different things, where movements have absolutely no structure?!

It's not like ballet, where there are moves that are perfected and people aspire to recreate these moves to the highest degree of technicality and grace. Tango is about raw emotion translated onto the dance floor, and it is a dance that takes place between two people. I think that's exactly what the draw of it is, it's a dance that is different every single time, even with the same person, even with the same song. It doesn't start at point A and end at point B. In fact, it starts at point ALSKJDND and ends at point AHFAJDAKSD.

Maybe that's why so many people are crazy over it. It is something that has no end, that has no perfection, that is larger than even us. It isn't a showy dance or an act. The true magic happens between two people on the dance floor.

I think that, as I've progressed in this dance I'm gone from just doing basic things, to having an inkling about musicality, about movement, about consciously doing something, and I see the road stretching even further with every step I take. But perhaps the true mastery of this dance comes when it is unconscious. It's like starting from the beginning all over again.

Babysteps.

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