It was the second time this trip that I got to hear my favourite orchestra play, but the first time I could actually dance to it …Continue reading Ending an amazing day dancing to Romantica Milonguera playing live in Salon Canning
I wanted to spend a little time hanging out with Pugliese, Troilo, Gardel, Caro, Di Sarli and D’Arienzo. Admittedly they’re all getting on a bit, and none of them are very talkative these days, but it would seem rude to be in Buenos Aires without visiting them.
Cementerio de la Chacarita is huge! Recoleta Cemetery, which had seemed pretty large when we visited it, would fit inside this one eighteen times. Terry had sent me a couple of links with approximate locations for each tomb, and finding most of them was straightforward (guide to follow), though D’Arienzo was a little harder to track down …Continue reading Bizarre things that only happen in BsAs #792: Being asked to dance in front of Carlos Gardel’s tomb
Friday and Saturday nights are my curfew-free days, when I don’t have to work the next day. Friday had proven a washout, as my afternoon nap lasted until 11pm, and failed entirely to make a 1am visit to La Discépolo – but tonight I danced until 3am.Continue reading Sans Souci with La Juan D’Arienzo (eventually!)
I’d intended to start the dance day with another visit to El Abrazo, but in the end tiredness won out, so I spent the afternoon relaxing and napping.
That left De Querusa, a milonga Steph had loved before and Diego said would also be suitable for the rest of us …Continue reading De Querusa, and a friend I apparently hadn’t met
Private and video interview complete, it was playtime! I’d had a great time at Sueño Porteño last time, and was looking forward to a return visit. Steph was skeptical about the milonga demographic, claiming it was too old for her, and became even grumpier when she saw we’d been given a table behind the front row, but fortunately changed her mind after experiencing the milonga.
There was a small administrative matter to take care of, and this didn’t prove easy …Continue reading Sueño Porteño delighting me and surprising Steph – before a brief visit to La del Centro in Marabu
I’m a little behind on the blogs now, in part because of working, and in part because I accidentally created another little project for myself while I was here! I really haven’t gotten the hang of holidays.
I said before that Diego and Laura have proven the perfect teaching duo, even though they have been working with me independently, and that continued today …Continue reading Double-time in pivots in a great private with Laura, and an impromptu video interview
I remember returning from Buenos Aires in 2019 with a whole new understanding of what tango is about – at least, to me. Back here now, I realised that I’d lost some of that understanding along the way.
Well, perhaps not lost, nor really forgotten, but allowed it to become somewhat buried by other things – by the other world which is London tango. Here, now, I’ve reconnected with it …Continue reading This person, this music, this moment: Reconnecting with the essence of tango
I’m now halfway through the three-week period in which I have to work as well as play, and I’ve more-or-less settled into a pattern:
- Wake at 6.30am, make coffee, make tea, set up my office
- Work from 7am to noon
- Relax in the apartment
- Nap for a couple of hours mid-afternoon
- Do one or two afternoon/early evening* milongas from 6-7pm to 11pm
- Aim to be in bed before midnight
In my quest for afternoon milongas which run some way into the evening, I seem to be sampling every milonga El Beso has to offer! Today it was Tango Camargo, which was very much like El Abrazo: older crowd, relaxed, friendly, simple dance.
Antonio wanted to ease himself in gently with a group class and practica, but as this was also at El Beso, I persuaded him to come with me to at least watch and soak up the atmosphere …Continue reading A dreamy Tango Camaro, and La Señorita Sin Orejas causing chaos
Today we were sad to bid farewell to Tina. I did so at 4am before going to bed; Steph accidentally did so at 7am, as we’d made the tactical error of failing to pass Tina‘s number to Laura’s dad, aka her taxi driver.
But we were very happy to welcome Maria and Antonio, who we hadn’t seen for a very long time! They arrived at around 9.45am, but were kind enough to go drink coffee around the corner until we’d crawled out of bed …Continue reading The departure of La Tiñaorita, and arrival of Los Italianos