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Alito

We spent the day at El Aranque today courtesy of Jantango, to celebrate the birthday of  Mario Allan Candamil or Alito as he is better known.

As Janis says he is a legend in his own lifetime. We have seen before how when he is at other milongas people flood around him just to be seen with him. Today was no exception, but as this is not a place where people go just to be seen, most of those who came were old friends.  I say most because although we have seen him around this was the first time we had been introduced and here we were on the great mans table celebrating his birthday. I bet all the locals wondered who these extranjeros were.

I have to thank Janis again for again putting us in a privileged position and for the delicious cake.

I met and danced with some wonderful old ladies and had an afternoon filled with joy and fun.

I also met Alejandro Gee proprietor of Tango Angelitos, I have no link yet to his site but when I do I will post it. This is the facebook page https://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/casatangoangelitos

Afternoons at El Aranque are usually filled with somewhat older clientel and today was no exception. I find it very humbling to see octogenarian bopping in between tandas and up for every dance, makes me feel like I am missing out somewhat on life.

This place is filled with characters, the old couple rock and rolling in between tandas, The guy on the corner table who sings along to every track, the couple who think they are stage dancers doing all the moves with no musicality and of course there was all the gear no idea, fancy shoes and suit looks the part just cannot dance. I am sure they will all have something just as complimentary to say about me.

Anyway we finished off with a chacarera just to give the locals a laugh and a final milonga before we called it a day and went home for some food and a beer.

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Life moves on

My life in the tango world moves on, getting ever better. The Monday class at Chester is growing into a strong community, and Viv and I now have a definite job to do. Maybe this is not why we started but it gives us a sense of belonging and it is always nice to feel needed.

We now arrive quite early at Stanley Palace, despite it being a working day, the joy of being involved somehow overcomes any need for a sleep. Anyway it is not a late night so for these few days I can survive on five hours. While Sharon gives some private tuition I set up my music in the second room and Viv sets her stall for collecting the money.

When the beginner’s class starts again we have too few women, I have said this before, but I still find it strange that Chester is the only place where the men outnumber the women. First Viv is called to help out, then so am I, Roberta rides again, but not for long. Soon we have some more women arrive and we have even numbers, then another and it is goodbye to Roberta. 

I return to the other room as more dancers arrive, I can play some music for them, and make tea. (Charperson now is it). I also now collect the money as well. Actually the music has to stop as the class spills out into the other room. The class has got too big now for any move to be practiced, so the better leaders move out to create more space. At least this gives me a chance to see what is happening, until they move back that is.

In the intermediates I am again banished, but like last week I have a number of the beginners to coach. I enjoy this part of the evening, everyone wants to soak up as much as they can, and I get to be the big man. (This is Great for my ego).

Our French lady is back, I enjoy it when she says “so you do not move yourrr ips” I enjoy it so much I tell her to say it again, but she tries to sound more English. I have to tell her not to loose the accent, it sounds so sexy.

Again we have a number of new comers, and again the standard is amazing, if we keep this up we will need bigger premises. A lot are staying for the practica as well which is a really great sign.

A few start to congregate in the kitchen, tea and coffee are on offer. While they danced I made sure that there was hot water, but now I have my chance and I am not about to waste it. I dance like crazy with as many women as I can until Viv drags me off, telling me I must get up in the morning. Still it was nice while it lasted.

I cannot make Shrewsbury this week and there is no tango the weekend, hopefully though we are in for a couple of weeks of quite intense tango. If I cannot go to Buenos Aires then I fully intend to make the most of my time off.

On another point some of you may remember my post https://tangogales.wordpress.com/2009/05/13/new-friends/#comments where I first met Janis Kenyon in Maipu 444; it was to have been a birthday celebration of an old milonguero called Alito. Well I had news today from Janis that Alito was thrown out of his place that night and has lived on the streets since then. This is no life for an 80 year old and my heart goes out to him. Unfortunately that is all I can do, offer my sympathy. We are not out there and I have no place to offer. Hopefully Janis will keep me informed, even though I don’t know him personally, he is a kindred spirit, and we don’t wish to loose another old milonguero. Perhaps now that Tango has been declared part of the world’s Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity by the United Nations, grants will be available for descasamiento milongueros. We live in hope.

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