Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2004 17:49:21 -0400
From: Sergio <cachafaz@ADELPHIA.NET>
Subject: Porque Bailo Tango
When I read Michel's note it reminded me of one I wrote some time ago.
Etwas Kitsch.
Dance is one of the most primitive forms of art. It expresses our life
experiences and our personality in movements of our body.
Tango Argentino facilitates our emotional, social and physical integration.
It increases self-esteem, improves relationships, broadens the possibilities
of movement, favors introspection and it is effective in managing stress and
depression.
Its music is a mixture of melancholy, emotional altitude, transcendental
expression, anxiety, anger and frustration, it wraps you as it floats in
the air with a beauty that moves the heart and shakes the soul.
Its lyrics are poems, the brush of a painter leaving on the canvas images of
the city, the neighborhood, the street where you grew up, played, loved, and
suffered. Mother, friends, lovers, cafes, cabarets, horse races, triumphs,
failures, frustrations, peace and turmoil are the matter from which they are
shaped.
Tango does not require any preconception, you have a different experience
with each partner, you learn more about yourself through the transient
association with the other dancers. It refers to two human beings, wrapped
by a music full of passion. Two entities that are introspected but fused in
one. One could say that the dancing couple is a creature with two heads,
four
arms, four legs and only one heart.
The invitation to dance is an invisible connection , a silent dialog of eyes
and gestures.
I meet my partner on the dancing floor, stand in front of her. I offer my
left hand and receive her right with a smile;
place my right hand around her back, I bend slightly my knees and take a
deep breath as I stretch my chest upwards.
I cradle her in my arms for a moment as I feel the changes of weight of her
body...I concentrate in the beat, let the music invade my body and my heart
and start dancing my emotions, my joys, my sadness, my hopes and my
frustrations. I feel free, I feel my life, I float in the air and glide
away. When the music stops I hold her in my arms for a few extra moments,
I contemplate her dreamy eyes full with gratitude, I smile and then
walk her back to her sit.
Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2004 22:59:16 +0100
From: Daniel Iannarelli <dmi@OSTEOPATH.THERAPIST.ORG.UK>
Subject: Re: Porque Bailo Tango
Ok, all well and good, but...when does the porn come in?
Dani
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Sent: 13 August 2004 22:49
To: TANGO-L@MITVMA.MIT.EDU
Subject: [TANGO-L] Porque Bailo Tango
When I read Michel's note it reminded me of one I wrote some time ago.
Etwas Kitsch.
Dance is one of the most primitive forms of art. It expresses our life
experiences and our personality in movements of our body.
Tango Argentino facilitates our emotional, social and physical
integration.
It increases self-esteem, improves relationships, broadens the
possibilities
of movement, favors introspection and it is effective in managing stress
and
depression.
Its music is a mixture of melancholy, emotional altitude, transcendental
expression, anxiety, anger and frustration, it wraps you as it floats
in
the air with a beauty that moves the heart and shakes the soul.
Its lyrics are poems, the brush of a painter leaving on the canvas
images of
the city, the neighborhood, the street where you grew up, played, loved,
and
suffered. Mother, friends, lovers, cafes, cabarets, horse races,
triumphs,
failures, frustrations, peace and turmoil are the matter from which they
are
shaped.
Tango does not require any preconception, you have a different
experience
with each partner, you learn more about yourself through the transient
association with the other dancers. It refers to two human beings,
wrapped
by a music full of passion. Two entities that are introspected but fused
in
one. One could say that the dancing couple is a creature with two heads,
four
arms, four legs and only one heart.
The invitation to dance is an invisible connection , a silent dialog of
eyes
and gestures.
I meet my partner on the dancing floor, stand in front of her. I offer
my
left hand and receive her right with a smile;
place my right hand around her back, I bend slightly my knees and take a
deep breath as I stretch my chest upwards.
I cradle her in my arms for a moment as I feel the changes of weight of
her
body...I concentrate in the beat, let the music invade my body and my
heart
and start dancing my emotions, my joys, my sadness, my hopes and my
frustrations. I feel free, I feel my life, I float in the air and glide
away. When the music stops I hold her in my arms for a few extra
moments,
I contemplate her dreamy eyes full with gratitude, I smile and then
walk her back to her sit.
Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2004 15:09:38 -0700
From: Jean-Marie Herve Michel <jhmichel@STANFORD.EDU>
Subject: Re: Porque Bailo Tango
Dani,
what porn we are talking eroticism.
imagine doing the same horizontally.
2 actors are enguaging each otehr on may levels. It's not like to pizza
delivery person saying 'hey lady youy ordered a 'peoperoni' pizza. It's
much more involved.'
herve
Quoting Daniel Iannarelli <dmi@OSTEOPATH.THERAPIST.ORG.UK>:
> Ok, all well and good, but...when does the porn come in?
>
> Dani
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Discussion of Any Aspect of the Argentine Tango
> [mailto:TANGO-L@MITVMA.MIT.EDU] On Behalf Of Sergio
> Sent: 13 August 2004 22:49
> To: TANGO-L@MITVMA.MIT.EDU
> Subject: [TANGO-L] Porque Bailo Tango
>
> When I read Michel's note it reminded me of one I wrote some time ago.
>
> Etwas Kitsch.
> Dance is one of the most primitive forms of art. It expresses our life
> experiences and our personality in movements of our body.
>
> Tango Argentino facilitates our emotional, social and physical
> integration.
> It increases self-esteem, improves relationships, broadens the
> possibilities
> of movement, favors introspection and it is effective in managing stress
> and
> depression.
>
> Its music is a mixture of melancholy, emotional altitude, transcendental
> expression, anxiety, anger and frustration, it wraps you as it floats
> in
> the air with a beauty that moves the heart and shakes the soul.
>
> Its lyrics are poems, the brush of a painter leaving on the canvas
> images of
> the city, the neighborhood, the street where you grew up, played, loved,
> and
> suffered. Mother, friends, lovers, cafes, cabarets, horse races,
> triumphs,
> failures, frustrations, peace and turmoil are the matter from which they
> are
> shaped.
>
> Tango does not require any preconception, you have a different
> experience
> with each partner, you learn more about yourself through the transient
> association with the other dancers. It refers to two human beings,
> wrapped
> by a music full of passion. Two entities that are introspected but fused
> in
> one. One could say that the dancing couple is a creature with two heads,
> four
> arms, four legs and only one heart.
>
> The invitation to dance is an invisible connection , a silent dialog of
> eyes
> and gestures.
>
> I meet my partner on the dancing floor, stand in front of her. I offer
> my
> left hand and receive her right with a smile;
> place my right hand around her back, I bend slightly my knees and take a
> deep breath as I stretch my chest upwards.
> I cradle her in my arms for a moment as I feel the changes of weight of
> her
> body...I concentrate in the beat, let the music invade my body and my
> heart
> and start dancing my emotions, my joys, my sadness, my hopes and my
> frustrations. I feel free, I feel my life, I float in the air and glide
> away. When the music stops I hold her in my arms for a few extra
> moments,
> I contemplate her dreamy eyes full with gratitude, I smile and then
> walk her back to her sit.
>
>
>
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