Tangodurians

I seem to be picking up more songs with 'voz' in its title, maybe because the 'voz' plays so much to the channel of who we are, through what we say. Te oí decir..adiós, adiós ... I heard you say .. goodbye, goodbye ... Cerré los ojos y oculté el dolor ... I closed my eyes and hid the pain ... Sentí tus pasos cruzando la tarde... I felt your footsteps crossing the afternoon y no te atajaron mis manos cobardes... and my hands do not heed them cowards. Mi corazón, lloró de amor ... My heart wept for love y en el silencio resonó tu voz... and silence your voice boomed tu voz querida, lejana y perdida... your dear voice , distant and lost tu voz que era mía... tu pálida voz... Your voice was mine ... your pale voice. En las noches desoladas, que sacude el viento... At night desolate , wind shaking brillan las estrellas frías del remordimiento... cold stars shine remorse me engaño que habrás de volver otra vez... and deception that

Much like any other discipline, once you get past the nitty-gritty of technical details and get to expand beyond worrying whether you're going to step on the other persons foot, you get into the real meat of it. Musicality, feeling, sense, intuition. The essence of Tango, the intent, these things are told to us over and over again from the start, disassociate, strenghten your core, stretch! All these are not steps, but they are way more important than a dictionary of moves, because all this, creates the most magical feeling even within the simple walk. The angle of your foot, the power and precise distance of a side step, the weight change and landing in time to the music. Sends shivers up my spine when done well. It's an art, in the manner of a canvas, paint and a painter. Only thing is that the brush strokes are invisible and so is the paint for that matter, oh and there's more than 1 painter-you, your partner, the music, the floor-. Beautiful mess.  

  Mauricio y Javier The Singapore Tango Festival was magical. Absolutely magical, mainly because of the presence of Sexteto Milonguero for two of the nights. Dancing to live music is SUCH a treat and it seriously made me feel like my soul was soaring. Some amazing dances were had. I got told by a lead who I hadn't danced with in over a year that I had changed my dancing style (better I hope), and I agree with him. Very happy with how I'm dancing right now, but obviously more to improve! Taiwanese guy made me so so happy by saying that I danced really really well =P. Self promotion I know, but it was a very smooth dance and there was a particular move that fit the music so well and with so much precision that even I was surprised. The final saturday at UP from 4-7am took the cake though. Beautiful environment, soaring ceiling, springy wood floor, gorgeous and friendly hosts. One not to be repeated unfortunately since UP is shutting and they're moving countries.