Not for the first time I have been accused of arrogance, maybe at other times it is justified but this time it was just because I had not been totally clear. You see someone had said something about not being able to see our mistakes in the Tango. My reply was that we do not make mistakes. This is not because we are perfect or even because of much practice, no; you see if the dance is totally improvised, then how can you make a mistake.
There is also this belief that if I lead and she does not get it, then that somehow is also a mistake, but this is not the case either. Tango is a conversation, I can lead, but I must wait to see where she ends up before I give the next lead. It is true that a really great lead will always get the response he wants, but true greats are few and far between.
So I must make each move as it happens and so the dance is dictated, by the music, by others on the floor, and by the response I get from my follower.
I cannot claim as Carlos Copes did, that “If she blinks I have led it” I am not, or ever could be that good/great/arrogant (choose your own adverb). What I will never do though is use verbal commands on the dance floor; the most I have ever done is request either more or less weight or an adjustment of posture, from a beginner.
We must have done something right last time, as we were asked to give a repeat performance at the Lache afternoon tea dance. This time I was more organised with my music and we managed to do a bit to some live music as well. Charles played us some Viennese waltz on the accordion to which we attempted some tango Vals. Those who know will realise that although the tempo is the same, tango vals differs somewhat from formal Viennese, still it went well enough and everyone seemed pleased with the result.
To me the best compliment I had, was that we appeared relaxed and seemed to enjoy ourselves. As tango is a dance that is supposed to be for your partner and not something you do for an audience, I could think of no higher praise.
Talking about enjoyment takes me back to last Saturday and what was supposed to be a latin evening. These nights are just a bit of fun with some sequence dancing thrown in for good measure. This week however Marie Louise threw in some Argentine tango, I am not usually a big fan of this sort of thing, as most people here do not realise the difference in the music or its importance. But this week we had some fabulous tracks and some wonderful dances, I danced to more good tracks than I have at some of the, so-called, milongas in this country; so a vote of thanks to Salsa Wales for an excellent dance and what was unusually a the start of a three night run of tango for us.
First we had the salsa night, then Otros Aires, and then we followed this with our usual Monday practica. We shot ourselves in the foot somewhat though with Otros Aires; we had advertised it so well with our practica people, that most turned up in Prestiegne and then were too tired to come to Gresford. We still had a few who came to us instead and one brave soul who came to both. (She does not want naming here for some reason, but gets thanks just the same).
Now we are into another week of tango famine I’m afraid, no practica next week as I have to work nights. We still have next weeks Croft milonga to look forward to though before we then have a run of six practicas without break.