Here in this very present moment you are privileged to be with this individual follower. She has accepted your invitation to hold her close and to create something through movement together to this emotionally consistent and tight tanda – just 10 minutes of one orchestra, one time slot – two singers. And her.
We have both blown our lives and now in this 10 minutes we get the chance to stitch everything back together again. To imagine our lives as it should have been, with the perfect woman and the perfect man. Being the person we always wanted to become, full of promise.
The conversations, the exploration. When I was younger. And now again to this music, with her. I always wanted to feel like I do now, in this moment – when one song dies away and we don’t even break our embrace – we stand in the stillness waiting for the orchestra – and in that intense vortex we become so aware of each other.
But Tango is always fundamentally unresolved.
It is about yearning, immigrants around the ports of Argentina were separated from their homelands. They were poor. They imagined and called out for life to be different – for cogs to turn again, for dice to be recast. They reached out for the door that was slowly closing.
And this is indeed where the conversation takes place. I invite, and you respond. And we are back there – each of us – when we still had a chance. Before the years of mistakes and compromises accumulated and the door finally closed.
And to me that is what tango is – revisiting the moment before the door finally shuts – when everything was still possible.