I was going to say it was less than a month ago when I described my tangostential crisis, but as I caught a lurgy and was out of action for half of it, it was actually four milongas ago that I wrote:
I’m now at a somewhat odd stage in my tango – and I’m not quite sure what to do about it […] I feel simultaneously delighted with where I am, and frustrated with where I’m not.
Every problem in tango turns out to be either far simpler, or far more complex, than I imagined. Fortunately in this case it was the former …
Continue reading Four milongas later, my tangostential crisis is over (for now)
When it comes to resolving my tangistential crisis, Filippo had given me a way forward which seemed to be working. Namely, take one element of my less-used vocabulary at a time, and figure out alternative resolutions for every step. Practicing those would then give me the confidence to use them in crowded milongas, knowing that I always had a plan B.
Another aspect of my crisis, however, was feeling unsure how far all my technique work was going to take me …
Continue reading Balance is just technique – working with Diego on the calesita
Having been given a potential solution to part of my tangistential crisis, Tango Terra tonight offered an opportunity to at least partly put the theory to the test.
It wasn’t a particularly crowded milonga, but Terra does have one characteristic which proved useful in the circumstances …
Continue reading A small but encouraging tangistential test-run at Tango Terra
I talked last time about my tango existential crisis, a phrase which clearly demands an abbreviated form.
Part of it was how, as the space in milongas gets squeezed, so too does my vocabulary. I had one theory about the reason for that, but in tonight’s private, Filippo came up with a second one – and a fun/sadistic way forward …
Continue reading A really fun private, addressing one element of my tangistential crisis
Tango highs and tango lows are familiar to anyone caught up in the clutches of the dance. Days when we can do anything; others when we can do nothing. After a time, you just get relaxed about that – or at least come to accept that there’s nothing we can do about it, so there’s no point getting stressed.
But I’m now at a somewhat odd stage in my tango – and I’m not quite sure what to do about it.
Let’s start with the good news …
Continue reading A heavenly Nacimiento, but a tango existential crisis