Buongiorno a tutti, vagando per blog di tango, un’infinità, mi sono imbattuta in questo articolo che per scomodare il Sommo Vate,Gabriele D’Annunzio, fa di parola immagine!
Mi è sembrato giusto, per onestà intellettuale, condividerlo maggiormente su larga scala di divulgazione, perché?
Perché siamo nel periodo delle aperture delle scuole, dell’inizio dei corsi… e dei falsi profeti!
Miriade di insegnanti improvvisati, alla ricerca delle luci della ribalta, che vivono di luce riflessa dei loro pseudo-allievi, che per un gioco di specchi esistono perché proprio in questi ultimi si…specchiano!
L’incipit dell’artico che segue è quello che tantissime volte ho sentito:” Vorrei imparare a ballare il tango”, a seguire il mio volto attonito e basito immaginando lo scempio a seguire, la delusione, le sconfitte, la sensazione di non andare avanti, le cadute, le risalite, perché proprio di questo si tratta.
Non aggiungo altro, perché nessuno meglio di Karen Kaye,( www.karenkaye.net) autrice dell’articolo che segue, sul suo Blog Epiphany, tra l’altro un altro nome mai poteva essere più pertinente, proprio un’epihany , una folgorazione, manifestazione di luce alla mente.
Godetevel0 e lasciate ogni speranza voi che iniziate!!!!
When someone expresses an interest in learning tango, I often hesitate. I know tango looks fun, sexy and beautiful, but it can be a serious commitment. It’s a hardcore pursuit. Yes, some people casually dance tango as a hobby. But here’s the reality: tango is like a vampire that bites into your heart and changes your soul forever. Once it bites you, you will be seduced into an endless quest that steals your time, money, mind – and your heart. Therefore, be warned…
You better LOVE technique. If you have a passion for nitty gritty, detailed technique that teaches nuances of movement, leading/following, connection, posture and body organization, then you will be captivated by tango. The amount of technique to learn will deeply humble you. If you just want to have fun, remember that your partner’s idea of having fun is usually based on doing thisskillfully. Most tango dancers don’t just “play around”. Technique is what makes the dance feel amazing to your partner. If you care about that, awesome! If you don’t, maybe partner dancing isn’t for you….
It takes money. If you aren’t investing in truly learning tango, you probably won’t be dancing much or enjoying it when you do. Private lessons, workshops, tango shoes, milongas, practicas, outfits – it adds up quickly and it’s quite addicting. You’ll drop serious money on private lessons. I know a guy who blew his annual tango budget by February. Tango is like a heroin habit. Only death and paralysis can stop it.
It’s a long commitment. Tango is not a dance that gets mastered in six months or five years. It’s not a “once a week” kind of a dance. There’s no “low hanging fruit” in tango. This is a multi-layered skill that endlessly unfolds for those who seek its elusive mastery. You’ll think you learned a move – and then you’ll spend years learning how to do it correctly. Ochos are only easy when you’re doing them wrong.
And it’s intimate. A good dance for me goes like this. “Hi, I’m Karen”. Seconds later, I have melted into his body and my lips are barely inches from his. It’s four legs and one heart – and we are slowly stripped into total vulnerability as we unveil ourselves through a 9-minute exploration of one another’s skills, potential and expression.
By the end, we know each other in ways we may only intuitively understand. I know if he embraces a woman with tenderness, command or caution. I sense whether he seeks the heart, mind or body of a woman first. I know whether he thinks or feels more. I feel where he is confident, where he is shy and where he is selfish. I sense what he hungers for and what he fears. I know whether he sees me as a conquest, a collaborator or an executor of his command. I know if he is a risk-taker, an explorer or an inventor. I know if he approaches tango as an artist, an engineer or an architect. I know if he is a witty conversationalist or a curious listener. I discover what makes him sexy, beautiful and profoundly captivating – even when all he is doing is “just dancing”.
Tango can be insanely difficult. Expensive. Toilsome. Humbling. And deeply unmasking.
It’s not for everyone. For some people, it’s not for them “right now”.
When I began, I was told that I didn’t find tango. Tango found me.
Let tango find you. And be ready when it does, for tango is a relentless thief. It will gently swipe away your time, money and perhaps your ego – if you have the courage to surrender it. Tango unmasks our true character, our vulnerabilities, our weaknesses and our magical unwrapped talents. But only for those willing – and able – to give tango what it asks of us first.
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